It's been a while since I've updated, that's for damn certain. Nothing has really happened since my last update, though. Well...that's not entirely true. The Seahawks were robbed at the Super Bowl, I went back to John Day and then back to Ashland in a weekend, I've had classes all week long, had a midterm for which I was not prepared and on ( Read more... )

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Poetry went well. People were more or less amused with my poem...some lines went over really well. Made me happy. Didn't get shredded, like I thought I might. Pastor Scott showed up for the class just to hear me read, which was really sweet of him ( Read more... )

This is the poem I'm reading for the poetry workshop. It's a conglomeration of the poems I posted here. That entry also explains the New Sentence style in which this poem is written.

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The Problem With Writing Poetry While Watching a Firefly Marathon ( Read more... )

I have to go to poetry in an hour-ish. I'm nervous. I have to read my poetry to the class and actually receive comments and criticism about it. This is the first time I've ever presented poetry to a class for review. And I'm nervous. Why? I've done short fiction and parts of longer fiction before, but for some reason, this makes me really ( Read more... )

In Poetry Writing, we've been looking into this style of poetry called 'New Sentence' poetry. Basically, it's a bunch of unrelated sentences that sound poetic together. There's really no set form or rules for writing it. It's all about the juxtaposition of ideas and an utter lack of coherent 'transition' between one sentence/though and the next ( Read more... )

My window opens right on to the road behind Suzy, and every Thursday morning, the garbage truck comes to empty the dumpster, and it's fucking loud. Guh. Can't hear my music. Frustrating. But whatever. It's gone now ( Read more... )

Thanks a bunch wadingophelia. :) I got tagged to do this silly meme. I think this is the first time I've ever been tagged to do one of these things, so I'll honor it by actually doing it ( Read more... )

( So, yeah, I was bored... )

I was sitting here at my computer, randomly staring at the crap I have piled on my desk, when my gaze met that of my little gargoyle. I realised my gargoyle did not have a name, and he's such a happy little gargoyle that I couldn't let that state of things continue. So I have dubbed him Sir Roderick. He does not yet have an epithet attached to ( Read more... )