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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Parting is such sweet sorrow...

When I initially created this challenge, it was to do all 154 sonnets in one year. While we're not there yet, we are at over 70 sonnets - a pretty successful year if you ask me!

I've been doing lots of thinking about this project over the last six months. I've realized very recently that while I LOVE (seriously - LOVE) working on Shakespeare, it just doesn't make sense for me to continue with this project right now.

Because of what else I'm working on and how excited I am about it all, I'm finally at a point where I can't take time away to work on this challenge (I wondered if/when this day might come).

Thank you SO MUCH for your support and for your interest in what's been happening here. It's been nothing short of wonderful to work on these works week in and week out for the last year, and to share that with all of you.

You are always welcome to submit for the Challenge and I will definitely post it. This is not to say the Sonnet Challenge will never return; let's just say we're enjoying a lengthy intermission...

I do have a feeling I'll still involve Shakespeare in my life in some capacity - I can't get away from it that easily!

If you're interested in what else I'm doing, you can see over at Nonstop Awesomeness.

All the best,

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Day 72 - Sonnet #84: comparison, praise, verses, rival

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WOW - it's already been ONE YEAR! :-)

If you'd like to see how it all began, here's Day #1. I think we've come a long way...

Who is it that says most, which can say more,
Than this rich praise, that you alone, are you?
In whose confine immured is the store,
Which should example where your equal grew.
Lean penury within that pen doth dwell,
That to his subject lends not some small glory,
But he that writes of you, if he can tell,
That you are you, so dignifies his story.
Let him but copy what in you is writ,
Not making worse what nature made so clear,
And such a counterpart shall fame his wit,
Making his style admired every where.
You to your beauteous blessings add a curse,
Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.

What line or lines most resonate with you?

As always - feedback, comments and creativity are welcome!