Thursday, June 21, 2012

My "Someday Stars" Interview + My So-Called Teenage Life Blog Hop

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Charlie Holmberg of "Myself as Written" was generous enough to recently approach me about doing an interview for her ongoing "Someday Stars" blog series. She interviews aspiring writers every other week, and I just hope I'm able to someday live up to the interview's illustrious title!

My interview was just posted today, and I'd love it if you stopped by and checked it out. Here's the link: Someday Stars: Meet Lisa Ann Chickos

Today is also the "My So-Called Teenage Life" Blog Hop! After reading Christa Desir's fantastic entry, I couldn't resist joining myself. This Blog Hop is apparently designed to give all of us a chance to revisit the inner workings of our teenage minds by reflecting on or sharing things we wrote during our teenage years.

After doing some digging, I came up with two things I would love to share--although you will have to forgive my teenage technical shortcomings AND the fact that I was always a crap poet.

Here's the first, a poem I wrote about my first love. We started dating the winter of my sophomore year, and we broke up the winter of my senior year when he moved away to college. (In a way, I wish I still wrote this recklessly. Isn't it amazing how raw and passionate and intense we were as teenagers?)


I love you
The way the flame loves the air
Intense light and dance that consumes reservation.

Sometimes it scares me
Staring through a cracked mirror
Through filmy layers of dust

Seeing myself.

Flushed, glowing, different than before
Crimson heart beating before me
Lying exposed, naked, defenseless.

Why did I allow it to crawl there
To grow legs and walk out of my chest?


Hoping for you to see it there
To gather it up and place it in a mahogany box
Tie it with purple ribbons
Store it safely away in the warmth of your soul.


You could just as easily crush it
Silence its beating with one sharp strike
Leave it bleeding

On the floor.

Why did I do this?
Please don't hurt me.

Here's the second, a poem I wrote the spring of my senior year. It's about the first boy who ever got tired of me before I got tired of him, and I'm kinda amazed at how *hot* it actually is. Totally embarrassing to put it out there like this, but I try to remember this intensity whenever I write about teenage heroines and young relationships.


I want you
I know I'm not supposed to say that
But I want you

It's your fault
You kissed me in the prop room
Ignored my Salem witch hunt
Told me I was hardcore

You charmed me with stories of snow and fire
Traced your tongue along my jawline
Watched me watch you
Entwined your legs around mine
Laughed with me

I studied your iron bed posts
Tried to stay quiet
As you melted me into a thousand tiny dewdrops

You touched me
(I almost didn't stop you!)
As bubbled churned around us
Disguising us in an aqua green veil

How did I end up wrapped around you
Moving with you and against you
Why did I never want to stop?

Yikes! Right? See, I'm actually kinda blushing right now. (Mom, if you're reading this, I'm sorry! But we didn't actually DO anything, see? I STOPPED him! ;))

Hahaha, isn't amazing how one teenage poem immediately transports us back to a time when everything was SUCH a big deal? Isn't this why most of us write YA, anyway?

Check out this other awesome bloggers participating in the Blog Hop. There's still time to join us!


Suzi said...

Whoa. That is kinda hot. Good thing you've got that little disclaimer on the end.

Melted me into a thousand tiny dewdrops: that's a great line.

Amy L. Sonnichsen said...

So nice to meet you, too! I'm so glad you jumped on board the blog hop. And, though I'm definitely no expert, I think your poetry is great!!

Heather Murphy said...

Ha ha! It's funny that you told your mom YOU STOPPED HIM :)

L. G. Keltner said...

I loved your poetry! Having written a lot of poetry as a teenager, I understand what you mean by being passionate and intense. Some of my poetry certainly was too! Thanks for sharing it!

Andrea said...

Can you imagine if we still felt everything with such intensity and wrecklessness?! Those are awesome poems!

Jaye Robin Brown said...

Fun! I just came across an old spiral bound notebook of middle school poems - mine were mostly about nature, not nearly so steamy :0)

Julie DeGuia said...

Love the disclaimer to your mom.. ha! The things that go through a teenage mind... if we could only harness these thoughts and fire them back up! :-)

Jocelyn Rish said...

First of all, I love all the pictures of you with the animals. They make me INSANELY jealous - especially the ones with the dolphins.

Reading all these posts for the blog hop has been a great reminder of what it was like to be a teen and has inspired me to dig deeper into my YA characters.

Angelina C. Hansen said...

Whoa! Honest. Raw. Vivid. Our teen selves knew how to express it, didn't they? Thanks for being brave.

KO: The Insect Collector said...

These are actually pretty great!

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

I'll go read your interview - congratulations!

E. Arroyo said...

Wow. These are awesome. =)

Deana said...

I was blushing too Lisa! That was some good reading:) I love them!

Anita Grace Howard said...

Oh my gosh! Those are beautiful! So full of depth and emotion and eloquent prose! Okay, now I can't WAIT to read your novels. This is my kind of writing! Thanks for sharing, and I love your insight about keeping that intensity of emotion inside you to draw from when you're writing teen angst. That's so true!

Faith E. Hough said...

You're right--that's why we right YA! And that fearless energy in writing is important to remember.

Faith E. Hough said...

(Wow, speaking of fearless energy and writing like a teenager, I totally said "right" instead of "write" up there. Wow. Sorry!)

Charlie Holmberg said...

Those are actually very good poems... I even read them all the way through. For reals.

As soon as you get famous we'll have to do another interview of more epic proportions ;)

Christa Desir said...

Oh my word, that IS hot. And I totally love it. I want to meet this boy and know what happened in the prop room in detail. Great poem.


So glad you joined us.

Andrea Teagan said...

So much emotion and passion in your poetry, I love it. This was a great blog hop and I'm so glad I found your blog. I love all the pictures of the animals :)


LisaAnn said...

You guys are way too kind to me! Thanks so much for all your sweet comments, and I'm glad you enjoyed this kinda embarrassing glimpse into my senior year of high school. I don't remember being such a passionate creature! ;)

Medeia Sharif said...

These poems are great. You had a way with words as a teenager and there was plenty of emotion you tapped into.

Alexis Bass Writes said...

Okay - these were awesome. You're totally right about the transport though: all the writing I did as a teen takes me back to those days when everything was life or death. Kind of funny that it's refreshing to go back now, knowing that everything isn't as big and earth shattering as it "used" to be. :)

Dinda Amanda said...

Banned complain !! Complaining only causes life and mind become more severe. Enjoy the rhythm of the problems faced. No matter ga life, not a problem not learn, so enjoy it :)

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