About a month and a half ago my wife was suddenly very excited about something. She was practically bouncing in her chair. There was no obvious hint as to why, so I had to ask.
“I have an idea,” she said. “I want to write 24 poems in 24 hours.”
I looked at her, a smile forming on my lips. “Really?”
“Yes! It’s a Poetry Marathon.”
The idea was out there. A little extreme. It reminded me of the time I tried, and failed, to write ten chapbooks in a month. The poetry marathon seemed a little less crazy, and a lot more fun.
“Well, if you’re doing it, I’ve got to join in too.”
Thus, the Poetry Marathon was born.
Why did I decide to join in? I very much like the idea of working hard and having fun at the same time. I want to see what will happen after 24 hours of writing. I want to push my boundaries. I want to have a crazy time with my wife. I want to be able to say, “yes, I did it, I am a Marathon Writer.”
That’s why I’m participating in the Poetry Marathon.
Oh, and there are so many more reasons. More about them later.