When I originally set up this blog, it was going to be a style blog (hence the whimsical title). Then, when my novel was published, it was going to be a repository for writerly wisdom on its themes. Now that almost a year has elapsed since I posted anything, I feel the time has come to go for broke and shovel in whatever comes to mind. And today, what comes to mind is my response to someone's challenge to rewrite "Changes" as a Shakespearean sonnet, iambic pentameter and all.
A glimpse of honey'd triumph was ahead.
To snare the swift illusions I accrue.
I shun the sun of opulence and praise.
To fathom time is yet beyond his grip.
Iambic pentameter I can do. My ability to mimic Shakespearean grammar and vocabulary is shakier, as I've barely laid eyes on the stuff since I left school, but hey, I have the Bard's complete works at my disposal, and I can revise. For the moment, I feel it's accomplishment enough to have actually posted something.