So I was trying to do Haiku for my books. I have no idea why. I’m guessing because of the Smart Bitches contest.
It’s hard. Especially when one tends to think in limerick form. So far I’ve only managed one.
The Unkind has come
But she lives, resists and loves
Uh-oh, they’re mad now
I almost have one for 72 Hours done, but I need three more syllables for the second line.
Although, since I totally stood up Sven yesterday, I should probably write. But…three…more…syllables…