Just as I’m finishing lunch and getting ready to head to the coffee shop with my pen and the little notebook I picked up somewhere in North Carolina (Winston-Salem, I think), a notebook which gets far less use than my laptop… I came across this small gem on Brain Pickings. It’s an short examination of…
Category: Writing
FOR THE SAKE OF HABIT
Rough and tumble storms have been rolling through Memphis this morning. It’s in the mid-sixties, there’s a lot of thunder and lightening. Seems a bit crazy for January. Yesterday I read that an organization in Australia made dire predictions for climate change – basically saying that by 2050, civilization will collapse in to chaos because…
PRACTICE AND THE EVOLUTION OF ART
As part of my “be the person you want to find” self-improvement campaign, I’ve been focusing on my artistic side (mostly writing). I know I’m drawn to artistic types, writers, visual artists, actresses. One woman I’ve been talking to has shared some of her abstract paintings – I like them. Even if it doesn’t go…
LOST DAY
My ex-fiancee, B, once wrote on her blog: when i don’t write every day, words devolve into lists, a sense of freedom lapses into the default of routine — and it gets more and more difficult to practice poetry again. we all know there is some peace to living with head full of white noise. it’s…
100 PUBLISHED POSTS
This morning I published my 100th post. Technically, it’s slightly higher, there are a couple I took down for editing and never put back up… I had meant to write a 100th post for my 100th post. Here’s to 101 (clinks glass). For me this is an accomplishment. I’ve never stuck to writing this consistently….
STORIES OF TRIUMPH?
Tonight is one of those nights, when the subjects, not the words, won’t come. I think I’ve managed to write nearly everyday for the past month – which may be the longest I’ve kept something like this up. Of course I don’t exercise at all – I suppose something had to suffer. Some of the…
MEDITATION ON IMPATIENCE
I’ve started my morning like most – waking up too late and too lazy to exercise. Fed the cat, fed the Matt. Drank my coffee, edited some of my writing – mostly last night’s post. There’s more I want to say on it, but I’m intentionally holding back. I tried to think about what I’d…
DETAILS AND NARRATIVE
As I mentioned yesterday, B, my ex-fiancee, wrote to me on Friday night. She found this blog. She’s upset with the amount of detail in it, and that it has real names and faces – mainly hers and mine. She’s emailed again and wants to know why I can’t just use initials, and why I…
WRITING, EXPLAINING, READING
I’ve been trying to post a new poem every day. These are all poems I’ve written over the past year. If I don’t write some new ones, it’ll be a short run of posts. Before posting, I re-read it, sometimes make edits, sometimes think if it’s what I want to put out there. Yesterday I…
HOLDING BACK: JEALOUSY, SHAME, AND FEAR
A lot of what I write is based entirely on my personal (and recent) experiences – original to me, but not original in the sense of human emotion and expression. Since almost nothing is original (not going down that path), a much better, more disciplined writer would blend their thoughts with those that have come…
EMERGENCE: BECOMING A WRITER AND EVER-SHIFTING TOPICS
I’ve seen an unusual change in my writing this past week or so. For one, web stats have shown that some people have actually read my blog – cool an audience (reach out and say hello – and also what a weird thing… the writer’s ego). Because people have read, I’m doing much more writing….
TO HAVE A PURPOSE
Writer’s Block… not to be confused with that small eastern European contingent writers’ bloc. And wouldn’t the title be funnier if it were “To Have A Porpoise” I’m often reminded of that line from the James Tate poem “Teaching the Ape to Write Poetry” “you look like a god sitting there, why don’t you try…