Several interesting possibilities may be coming up, but for now they are all potential energy. It’s been a busy few weeks and I hope that some of the work pays off, but I also know that sometimes it just doesn’t. One of the projects that I know will pay off is getting ready for our … Continue reading potentiality
A highlight of my week was having Abraham Smith jump-start the visiting writers series I’m developing for my school. On the day he spoke his new book came out and we got to hear him read from his own work and from greats like Dylan Thomas. I hope my students enjoyed interacting with him as … Continue reading a new denomination ain’t a thing but a name
In order to hone my fiction chops, I decided to join The Five Hundred, a site that presents a prompt every month with the outcome being some form of flash fiction between 400-600 words. Next week, I’ll have a ghazal (based on a “bonus” 100 word prompt) and flash fiction piece called, “In the Cup … Continue reading you’re never too old to apprentice and 7+ pieces of audio inspiration
I have a poem and interview available at Driftwood Press. My previous post is a reflection on a Hemingway reading project that covered fourteen books. And now I have a two-hour delay at work. Not a bad way to start the new year. Continue reading a poem, an interview, some posts
For several years I have celebrated Day of the Dead by writing “calaveras literarias.” Some people write poems for loved ones, but another tradition is to write humorous “tombstones.” I write the latter–or try to. Hope you enjoy! Here Lies McClurg (2013) He grabbed a second warm cider– An excuse to sit down beside her. … Continue reading Tradition!
Originally posted on Eunoia Solstice:
I rarely get asked to write commemorative poems, but when I do I feel like I’m connecting to ancient traditions, to times when the bard’s song was a monument as important as any statuary. There’s also an interesting challenge in pleasing a specific audience rather than the imaginary, amorphous readers or… Continue reading He was not of an age, but for that one time!
Originally posted on BRICKrhetoric:
(found poem on pg. 2 of Eric Schlosser’s Fast Food Nation) The twists and turns, like James Bond driving little vans from cavern to satellites, the tracks that orbit the heart, power millions of rowboats, a barbershop, and a cafeteria. The men get tired of the King. Every night a man… Continue reading A Million Rowboats by Stephen McClurg
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