This was my first go at writing a sonnet, it’s about my feelings at the time when I started writing my first crime novel. There wasn’t much in the way of love coming from some members of the writing group. One academic type referred to them as evil pornography. The picture below was taken on Saturday night 29/6/13, at a Book Launch in Laidley, Queensland. I received an award for best overall manuscript and author of the year. More books are on the way, okay so it’s a case of big fish in a small pond but ponds have a way of expanding.
Ten syllables make a sonnet rhyme,
show them that you can be a novelist.
You have all the encouragement and time,
To scheme and plot on crime and pain. The rest,
Can say tis not enough, so give your all.
For what is talent, a gift from on high?
If one cannot handle the task, they fall
to earth in fear there to worry sob and sigh.
So purpose driven be, ere you should become
a writer, hack or poet. Make the choices friend,
for thousands write each day and maybe some,
P’raps a bard of old can make a novel blend.
The storm shall come, you write one edition,
down a dungeon dark, the crime? Sedition.
Laurie Smith. copyright 2013