Katharine Russell ponders the process of writing and publishing, addresses communications challenges in modern life and comments on the American scene without the benefit of rose-colored glasses, except when she is discussing golf. Russell advocates for science literacy, especially for women, and better science and math education for girls. She also shares some of her poetry and short fiction.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
A Writer's Sonnet
Left Brain Right Brain
My office is a hideaway of sorts. I go there to create lit when I can. To steal a chunk of time from pending chores, Crossing to left brain, twists of plot to plan. But interruptions follow me inside, Which make it hard to hunker down and work, And when the day is done I can't abide The paltry pile of output for my book. I tell myself I had to pay that bill, I toss and turn and wonder why I pro- Crastinate? Failed procedure, quill or will? But should I write by night like E. A. Poe? Dawn comes. I rise and, fresh, seek out my muse. My right brain grasps the fact 'tis I who chose.