Hey Baby, What's your Genre?

What is your genre? What is your line?

Fiction and diction, coarse or divine?

Commercial for fun or classical prose?

The Code of Da Vinci or Name of the Rose?

Vampires you say! Why not call it romance?

Where zombies and werewolves all come to the dance

Dramedy, comedy, horror, and gore

Mystery, history, tales of yore

Yoga, Pilates, organics, and health

Follow my teachings and find instant wealth

Home repair? Don’t despair, fixed in a jiff

I’ll write you a book about making it stiff

Fantasy’s fun... but don’t write on a lark

You first must decide if it’s light or it’s dark

For lollipop-fairies might get quite a start

From leprechauns dining on unicorn heart

Pay homage to comics; no longer cartoons,

with mutants and heroes and high school buffoons

Now graphical novels sell fine-art with type...

Is the art any finer or is it just hype?

I once knew a bloke, who called sci-fi a joke

And said later Han Solo was his kind of folk

And what of the man who “pays thrillers no mind”

But thinks Lisbeth Salander is so very fine?

By now you must know my tastes are diverse

It’s less about subject and more about verse

I can cozy with spies or golems or ghouls

As long as the teller sticks to some rules

Character, plotting, and scenes are a must

As are pace and the voice of an author I trust

And though some may define me a maudlin mope

I just can’t do themes with no glimmer of hope

So write genres you love, and love what you write

Mix 'em and match 'em, let stories take flight

Throw three in a blender and give 'em a spin…

Say….

an epic-gay-western with magic thrown in?

Munk’s Opening line,

With the brim of his ten-gallon Stetson pulled low on his brow, Jake’s blue eyes glistened in the residual silver light—a mumbled incantation and the deed was done.

Munk's "Opening Line" is yours to keep, use it. Munk 

And lest you consider what I write poetry...

This week’s music: Joe Pug...an old soul in a new vessel... Hymn 101