Haiku: A Day in the Life Sunday

Good Morning! I had a burst of inspiration and decided to switch my mind from the business-y end of the spectrum to the creative-y end of the spectrum and see what I could do with a different style of writing.

Ok, I lied. I didn't think of this on my own. I am committed to developing my skills as a writer and am in the midst of a writing course. One of our assignments, which BTW I am going to complete all of (no matter what it takes), is writing in a different genre. 

For this assignment, I chose haiku simply because I am limited to 17 syllables overall and really, how much damage coud I do in 17 syllables?!

I also chose haiku because every word counts and I tend to write longer-ish thoughts. I can shorten them down and add a little punch to my message - what do you think?

Anyway, no need to delay this any longer so here is my first shot at capturing what I feel when I watch my daughter sleep:

In peaceful slumber
her dreams carry her forward
and further from me.

When I am not HR-ing or sleeping myself:

Moleskine coffee peace
ideas captured so freely
writer at her best

Hey, it's a start! What are you up to this weekend? What are you creating?

Reality, Readership and Quitting Social Media

Social media has worn out it's welcome for me. I have been around long enough to know what you see is not what you get.

Take a moment and think about the follower with the always friendly face. Is he the ultimate connector in your Twitter stream? Think about a reader who <hearts> you out of the blue? Does she even know a thing about you?

These social faces are not real. Guaranteed.

Once upon a time, I didn't feel this way. Now, I have spent enough time in social communities that my social media radar is tuned in for those who are in it for themselves. They are the ones chasing recognition, buying "likes," and doing whatever it takes to advance their Klout score. Why people why?

Do me a favor, if you can't be nice to your friends, protect confidences and respect your readership - log off right now. Your readers are more than a number to be tossed around to impress others. Oh, don't believe your own press.

I simply don't have an interest in being part of this side of social. Some days, it's all I can do to not stop engaging completely.

Social media, you've been good to me. I just can't quit you, yet.

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