Sunday, December 29, 2013

I have to say, I just love all the cool poetry stuff that is happening on Tumblr.   Women Poets Wearing Sweatpants is so much fun, and sweet, and touching, and mindblowing.  [Insert your own adjective and adverbs].

No New Years Revolutions that I know of, because according to newish research, when you talk about your goals, they are less likely to happen, because your brain is tricked into thinking the good feeling you get talking about it, is the actual goal happening.

This makes so much sense in my life.

Either way you do it, happy new years!

ETA:  Before I even got this post up, my lines were accepted there.  LOL

Quick poetry too!!


Tuesday, November 05, 2013

I'm very happy to have one of my poems included in the new anthology Try To Have Your Writing Make Sense: The Quintessential PFFA Anthology!  Participating at PFFA has done more for my writing than anything else.  I really cannot recommend it more.

Go check it out, buy a copy or two!  And more than anything, enjoy!  Some really good stuff.

Saturday, October 05, 2013

Wow, I found this list  of literary magazines retweeted on Don Share's twitter.  Very comprehensive.  1500.

Update.  I dipped back into the novel last weekend.  It had been since June that I opened the file and worked on it.

In other news, there is no other news.

Saturday, September 21, 2013

So many poems, so little time

Last year I completed Coursera's Modern American Poetry course, and thought I would repeat it this year.  Several Modpo people were doing this.  I signed up, but have only had the chance to watch one video.  This year, I'm just too exhausted by the end of the day to give the proper attention to the course.  I'm not unenrolling, but will dip in when able.  It's an awesome course, but I just don't have the energy that it deserves.

And people wonder why I don't get a PhD.  Right there folks, right there.  Something would have to give, and I know it would be me.  Ain't happening.  Boundaries and limits ftw.  

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Hands across the water...

Watching this right now.  Cool.


Thursday, June 27, 2013

"Ignore warning" Wow, that's a grave warning, just for a left blank field

I've gotten a few more chapters updated, and one slid into another.  It was a lagging chapter that didn't fit on its own, so now it is in.  Works for now.

I've also been updating a few poems, and have gotten good feedback for one at PFFA.

I've collected the genealogical ones I wrote two (?) Napos back now, into some sense.  Still working on those.  They need a stronger POV I think.  Maybe, we'll see.

I tried revising with music playing in the background.  I never do this unless a specific song has inspired the thing.  I'm not sure this technique works for me.  When I'm listening to the music, the lyrics are playing in my mind, in addition to the listening.  But when I'm writing, my words are doing that.  I can't work well with both happening at the same time.  I wrote several short stories that were inspired by specific songs, and that worked, because it keeps the energy where it needed to be.

Oh, and on a local front, a poetry job.  Who would have thought!


Sunday, June 02, 2013

June!?

Well, that took longer than I thought it would.  First Napo, then May, then anniversaries, then a car accident, then finishing work, daughter's high school graduation, then figuring stuff post car accident, now here we are in June.  Hello June.

I've got summer happening.  Job is 9 months only, so this is very exciting.  I've got a list, and I'm gonna work it.

Priorities shift, time allows, and there you have it, time to do what I'd like.  I'm so jealous of the retired, time, health willing, to do what you please, and on your own timeline.  Whoever said youth was wasted on the young is right.  If you only knew when you were young.... Anyhoo...

So, list.  Yeah, since lists actually do work for me, I'm planning on a fruitful summer.  Here's hoping.

::plots::

Literally.

Monday, April 29, 2013

April 29 American Sentence 3

American Sentence 3



What manner of men fear being raised up to swallow wholly the stars?

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Li-Young Lee reads


I heard Li-Young Lee read in February.  I was so very impressed.  He comes across as a very quiet man in his poetry, someone finding the exactly right word with thoughtfulness and in a time scale that is not ours.  However, in real life, he’s hysterical in his quietness.  Very funny.  As in his poetry, he referenced his wife often.  I think she’s probably as fascinating as him.  He related stories about her influence on his thinking, and his poetry.  I think he contemplates her words and influence more than his poetry could ever relate.

He talked about writing.  He’s considered a confessional poet, but he sees it more as a gift from him.  Kwame Dawes introduced him.  Dawes discussed whether one becomes a priest if they are hearing/reading a confessional style poem.  Dawes dismissed that as limiting.  He too thinks it is a gift that one gives to another rather than to be the oppositional thing of confession.  Confession sets up a divide I think, I’m seeing the confessional door and screen, and if you hear the poems as only that, you miss so much.

Lee talked about race.  Many of his poems touch on race and his experiences as an Asian man in a predominantly white culture.  He talked about one time his children had a hard time when he was walking with them, so he backed off, and the comments stopped.  Someone said they thought his children were Jewish.  His wife is German.  He couldn’t figure how those people came up with that. 

They way I used to hear his poems in my mind when I was reading them was different than before I actually heard him read.  He reads softly, which I somehow expected, but the nuance and specifics were different.  He reads very colloquially, casually, but very pointedly.  He means what he says.  There is no denying his commitment to his work.

Lee said that death was behind all he wrote.  He contemplates death constantly and knows it could happen at any time.  He said that we know so much about our lives except our deaths are kept hidden from us.   I’d never considered it that way before.  Still thinking about it.

He didn’t read many poems, but did read several longer ones, including a new one, The Undressing, that is the companion to (I think) Virtues of a Boring Husband.  Which is much funnier hearing him read, than on the page.  The new one was a dialogue of sorts, with wife, as he begins to make love to her.  Poignant and again, thoughtful.

He talked about revision and how he does not revise.  He rewrites.  He uses pen and paper and rewrites the whole poem.  Completely.  Not just words and lines here and there, he does a complete rewrite.  He worries as he ages how this will affect his poems.  Time weighs heavily on him.

It was a wonderful evening.  I met him briefly after the reading when I got my copy of Rose signed.  We talked about hair, and his lack thereof.  I expected a head full given his photos, and heck, poems!, but he had it buzzed.  A good look, but just unexpected.

I hope we get more poets of his caliber here.  That would be awesome!  So if you ever have the chance to hear him read, do so.  It will make you very happy!  Time, and all its weight, very well spent!

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

Justin Bieber, who knew?

Welcome Justin Bieber fans!!  Enjoy my poem here!

Saturday, February 23, 2013

xenotexting

After watching this, video of Christian Bok speaking about his Xenotext project, I really want to get a copy of the genome of my son, and use that to write a poem.  One doctor has some of it because of testing that was done.

It's not like I haven't written about my son before, but this would really be of him.

Additional note, question.  Why aren't all the science fiction writers all over this project?  They really should be.

Cool beyond words.

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Snow day

Snow day here, so I'm editing the novel.

I had a note to myself that I didn't remember the context.  But then I was on another page in a later chapter and I found a connection.  So I just worked that out.  Score.

It is good that sometimes, my notes to myself actually work out.  My memory leaves a little to be desired.  So luckily my notes to my future self work.

In other good news, the feather crest of post-its fanning out from the top of the novel are fewer.  The purpose of the third draft was to lessen these, and for the most part I have.  Now I just have to type in all the changes.

(I do not like the new Post page on Bloglines.  Too much like a Word document.)

Have a good day.  And today is the last day to submit to the PFFA Cupid's Choice Challenge.  Go, submit!!

Have a good one.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Plath Plath and more Plath

Heh, I should mention Plath more often.  Got more hits on that previous post than any in a while.

So what are your poetry resolutions for 2013?  I'm ignoring the 13 in the year, despite the fearful history of that number.  Lalalala...


My revolutions are few.  Send out more, revise more, aim for April.  Finding places takes time.  Finding the right places takes even more.

I've been reading more random poetry because of the novel needs of my 3rd draft.  ::spoilers::  It even feels a little conceptual.  I do use all my vowels though :-)

I'm constantly amazed by the power of reading poetry to inspire wanting to write poetry.   This is where new poets get into trouble though.  Just because you feel inspired doesn't mean you are.

I'm still thinking about Plath babies.

Have a good day.

Wednesday, January 09, 2013

Plath babies

How... now, I want to go and write a poem about Plath babies.  Everyone should. 

Infantlilizing women's experiences indeed.  Let her write her history, don't take that away from her too.