I know my blog has been a little (ahem) inactive lately. I’ve relied heavily on reblogs and some other miscellaneous posts instead of offering my weekly advise and insights on writing and craft. I’m sure there will be times I feel moved to write about writing, but for now, I’ll leave craft to the experts.

Since starting a new job almost six weeks ago (holy cow, I can’t believe it’s been that long), I’ve haven’t had as much time to blog and write. I’ve been trying to rewrite and edit Better Than Perfect in preparation for publication this summer. After doing an initial re-read of the manuscript, I decided to change the whole thing (75,000 words) from past to present tense. Needless to say, this has been a huge undertaking.

Today I’ve got a bad case of Almost-Monday Blues. I truly dread the upcoming week for many reasons. Consequently, I haven’t edited a single page today. Nor have I done any laundry or taken care of the many errands on my list. I have, however, written a poem. I’ve recently fallen in love with the haiku format because I believe it is an excellent exercise for authors who tend to be a bit wordy. (I’m not naming names. Okay, fine. Me.) Haikus force the author to be economical with words, which is an essential skill.

I’ve chosen to write about insignificance. If you’ve ever felt insignificant in a relationship, or at your job, or as an author, or even as a person in this big, overwhelming world we live in, this poem might speak to you.


Out of sync and out of step

Never good enough


I claw at my throat

Choking, gasping on the fumes

Of your selfishness


My words repel you

Unwelcome chatter from my

Detestable mouth


At last I’m silent

It’s what you’ve always wanted

My voice in a tomb


When I’m gone will you

Mourn at the funeral of

My good intentions?


When I close the door

Will soft echoes of despair

Whisper in the night?


As I run away

With my bag of broken dreams

Your screams follow me


I cover my ears

Drowning out the cries of your


22 thoughts on “Insignificance

  1. I hope, very much, that this series of haikus doesn’t represent how you are feeling right now. They’re bloody good but they are also one of the bleakest things I’ve read in a long time. Virtual hug.




    • Oh, thank you, Helen. I don’t write a great deal of poetry, but it sometimes helps me get over writers block. I think it’s useful to try different formats instead of plugging away at my manuscript.


      • I totally agree. I only started writing poetry recently, I was inspired by a friend. I realized it helped me through my mom’s lung cancer. In June it will be 3 years, writing occupied my mind from my troubles. I think you should continue poetry. That poem resonated with me, I feel people don’t see each other anymore.
        About your manuscript, what platform or tool are you using? are you not able to do a: find & replace all function? that would save you time re-typing your tenses.


        • I’m using Microsoft Word. Since the book needed a good read-through and rewrite anyway, the time-consuming process of going through the whole manuscript was unavoidable. Now I’m tidying it up so I can pass it on to beta readers.

          I’d love to read some of your poetry. Is it on your blog?


          • I am an aerospace technical writer by day. I am in between contracts and decided to learn WordPress and being Geeky it was easy. I have come across a writing tool is called Scrivener love the name of their site: . Word is good for spell checking and comments, I only recently graduated blogging university, LOL and didn’t know where to start, so I created an e-Resume with WordPress, but now it is growing into something more. My poems are all on my PC still.


    • Oh no, Yvette. I hope you didn’t find it too depressing. We’ve all been in that sad place where we feel insignificant, but I can tell you that you’ve been a very significant person in my life. I really miss you!


  2. That was truly beautiful, Tricia. I feel your pain and your frustration. I too am my hardest critic and often feel mired by self-doubt and feelings of insignificance. It’s that action isn’t it? Of always juggling and never quite keeping all the balls in the air sufficiently, then castigating yourself for you failures when in fact, NOBODY could take on so much and succeed in everything. We must learn to be kind to ourselves and block out those negative voices, whether they come from others or ourselves. A really exquisite poem sweetie, it really spoke to me. Take care honey, thinking of you. 😀 xx


  3. I read this and then reread it. It really is something that I have felt, that insignificant feeling. And there is pain in it, for sure… I don’t know, sometimes it’s imagined, real and a bit of both. Don’t worry about blogging a lot right now as you have other priorities. We understand that xo Instead do things that make YOU feel important – because you are!! Sending you love ♥


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