I was playing with my son at a neighborhood playground when I noticed the carcass of a small dead bird under a tree. It was nothing but a leathery and … Continue reading A Dead Bird
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This is a free write that results in the poem which closes this entry. This exercise is aimed at producing a sonnet. The process is explored explicitly. It became framed around … Continue reading A 3-Day Journey to Create a Mostly Trochaic Sonnet: “Ultraridiculously Quatorzian Corndog-Tainted Zanshin Lifestyle Choices”
Dear Graduate Creative Writing Major, You are not alone: A Caul to Farms If you are struggling to find work as a writer, take heart. This letter is not for … Continue reading To Discouraged Creative Writing Major Graduates: Filch Markets are Open
Free Now and Again Having no human feedback whatsoever any longer, I am free to drift for the next few days, as I have been doing. Come January 2, 2019, … Continue reading Plans for 2019 – Get Weird
This is a book title: 島夷誌略 by Wang Dayuan https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daoyi_Zhil%C3%BCe Needs more than mechanical translation. Would possibly need reflection of oceanic or mariner culture. This is a composition that gives … Continue reading Can anyone translate this book into English?
Here is a book of lists of books most favored by people who write books that are most favored by all. And by all I mean people living in Western … Continue reading Finding a Box of Lost Written Work
I feel weird about complimentary closings in letters. Unless for the purpose of cheap snark or acerbity, it seems unnecessary, to me at least, to use one at all – … Continue reading Complimentary Closings in Emails – What Is Your Favorite Way to End a Letter?
I Heart Chaos — Win This Shit: XCOM The Bureau (Completed). I was all scoobied on Delsym cough medicine when I wrote it. I mixed paranormal goofiness and quantum gravity … Continue reading I Won a Contest With a Weirded-Out Written Submission – I Heart Chaos — Win This Shit: XCOM The Bureau (Completed)
I remember my first espresso, the first time I had a real espresso. I was in Madrid walking through town, mid-afternoon, while much of the retail and common fare markets … Continue reading My First Espresso
I was putting the last sentence on a story about seeing a journal full of observations and stories being shredded in rush hour traffic in the rain. This was a … Continue reading The Lost Story Occurrences
If you want to get rich from writing, write the sort of thing that’s read by persons who move their lips when they’re reading to themselves. ~Don Marquis I had … Continue reading