More like Spring bullshit. You want to know what’s new with me? How about some existential crises? I also feel like I have no grasp on my own writing anymore. I may or may not get a tattoo with Raise Up Roof Beams lyrics and probably freak Nathan out, who, I have to remind myself, [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Crisis’
Spring Break
Posted in Crisis, Writing, tagged Crisis, existential, failure, In waking, nathan robinson, nausea, raise up roof beam, randy robertson, sartre, sleep, sleeping, sleepy, sorry, tattoo, work, working, Writing on March 9, 2010 | 4 Comments »
Turning and Turning
Posted in Crisis, Novel class, Reading, tagged college, Crisis, frankenstein, mary shelley, philosophy, skitolsky, things fall apart, yeats on October 15, 2009 | 4 Comments »
If we are so privileged, why are these things so hard? This guy. I’m picking up a philisophy minor ala Kelsey, Wall, and I believe Blankinship? “We like to have concrete answers, and Shelley provides us with none.” I think I’m going to write my Novel paper about Hobbes in Frankenstein. “You keep talking about [...]
How to Not Fucking Die in College: A Guide by Elizabeth Morris
Posted in Crisis, Something Else, tagged alcohol, coffee, Crisis, drugs, eat, facebook, food, hugs, sleep, stress, water, work on September 20, 2009 | 2 Comments »
People are always fucked up in college. They stay up all night and then wonder why they can’t just bounce back and be totally productive in class. Here is a guide to avoid this. 1) Drink water. No, not coffee. WATER. It’s the original beverage. It’s what 2/3s of your body is made up of. [...]
Write.Fail.
Posted in Something Else, Writing, tagged Crisis, diligence, fail, karla kelsey, melissa goodrich, murderboats, Writing on May 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I’ve tried to write the same poem three days in a row now. Melissa already has a packet coming my way. I wish I had a little Karla Doll that I could pull a string on the back and it would give me writing exercises. Murderboatin’ in Philly tomorrow. Let’s hope I can sing. All [...]
I can write fiction. I can write fiction.
Posted in Crisis, Writing, tagged Crisis, fiction, i can do it, little engine that could, Tom Bailey on May 3, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Every time I want to stop, I think of the day Tom told me, as we walked to his truck after Writing in Action day, that he thought I was a fiction writer. “You know, I used to write poetry.” “Bullshit.” “I did!” And he got into his truck and drove home. I went back [...]
STRUCTURE
Posted in Crisis, Writing, tagged Crisis, poetry, portfolio, structure on April 29, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
When writing my self critique about my poetry portfolio: I realized I remember nothing about structure. Well. Fuck.
Punch in the Gut
Posted in Crisis, Reading, Something Else, Writing, tagged caviar, character, Crisis, failure, fiction, guillotine, shakespeare, working through it on March 5, 2009 | 1 Comment »
So I got my first response to “Mechanics,” and it was just as much a punch in the gut as workshop usually is, except it came from the beautiful Becky Shealy, so it was at least pretty. FIRST–self-deprecating, whiny rant: OH! That’s right! The reason none of my stories go past twelve pages is because [...]
The Mechanics of Sleeping Alone
Posted in Crisis, Writing, tagged abortions, Crisis, emma's, fetus, girls i have crushes on, grandfather, light, mechanics, middle aged men, seasons, sold, soul, word count on March 4, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I just finished that story I was so struggling with (first draft, anyway) and realized a few things. First, I can’t seem to write a goddamn piece of fiction past 12 pages. That’s exactly how long this one is (3, 850 words exactly) and my last story was around 10 pages. “Twine,” my favorite story [...]
