My new website :)
 

OK. In the finest undergraduate tradition, rather than actually writing my dissertation, I have instead been frakking around with poetry and in a fit of work-avoidance, have decided to build a little website for my poems.

Here 'tis. It houses every poem I've written and posted on here over the last five years. ( still intend posting any new poems here first.)

http://sites.google.com/site/danispoetry/


This is inspired partly by Tiki and partly by a memory of Sunsparkz poetry thread. I'm quite excited. I've never had a website of my own before! Unless you count the wiki I made for a history project, which I don't lol.

lol...it' has an adult content warning before it lets you in. will we be seeing your bum?

I still think Hollow girl should be a song

I hadn't realised that lol. It doesnt give me that warning. I do remember clicking that option...I figured if I ended up swearing in a poem it might be considered adult content?

Maybe I should change that.



[eta] 'Hollow Girl' is a song in my head. So is 'Memory' . Most start off as songs. Unfortunately I long since forgot anything I knew about music so have no way of setting the tune down...unless one of these days I grab a cam and record myself singing them. Certainly, if any dwellars are looking to set some music down and want some lyrics to go with it, I'd be happy for them to use any of mine.

But, but, but, there's no place to leave scathing criticism and lewd remarks. :haha:

Asylum sounds like you could sell it as a famous rap song. I don't know why it just flows. Loved it anyway.

But there should be! Each page purports to allow comments...


...but please keep it relatively sfw given this site will be read by my family and colleagues :P


@ Merc: glad you liked it! That one's very special to me. I think that's when I realised I didnt have to be personally invested in something in order to feel it and write.

Moi? :cool:

I didn't get that warning just now...

Kewl!

Now, get your butt back to work on your dissertation!!

I didn't get it either, I think they're wary of LJ. :haha:

*chuckles*

I changed the settings :P

perty poetry
dissertation desertion
dana dunnit.

Haven't you heard? Dana got a time machine to give her an extra week, so she can screw around for another six days. :haha:

bruce...the very, very sad thing is, that if I had a time machine that's more than likely precisely what I'd do with it :P

It would be sad, except we both know what a wonderful job you do under pressure. :haha:

it figures
 

"...rather than actually writing my dissertation, I have instead been frakking around with poetry and in a fit of work-avoidance, have decided to build a little website for my poems."


so: i'm guessing the remainder of my 20 questions will never be answered

that's okay

i never expected the thread to see completion for reasons already stated elsewhere in-forum (lord knows: i don't wanna be 'redundant', so, i'll refrain from restating those reasons HERE)

*shrug*

Very nice Dani but I fell kind of robbed having visited your site and not being rewarded with commie manc tart booty. can you work on that?

@ henry: it's only *thinks* philosophical, deep, or thought-worthy stuff I can't do unless it relates to work. The poems were mostly all written. The two done in last couple of weeks took minutes to write and flowed without a great deal of thought required. Building (god that sounds grand for what was essentially point and click with a little cut and paste) the site was a matter of a few technical actions and decisions about layout. Whole different kind of thought process, making it a break away from deep thought, not a continuation.

I fully intend to revive that thread when I am done with deadlines. I had thought I'd get a little break in between dissertation and the next three deadlines (two 4000 word essays and a short presentation) but that ain't happenin'

I apologise. I shouldn't have agreed to it, but I was still in denial at that point as to just how high the mountain I'm attempting to climb, actually is :P


@Lookout: just imagine I'm writing my poems naked...in Manchester...eating a pie.

i've been doing that for quite awhile. nice to know i have permission, now.

isnt that what everyone imagined?

Bet you weren't thinking pie though...and if you were, I bet it was a different kind of pie...