As a note, apparently one of my top search terms is “fuck papyrus.” Why though? What’s wrong with it? And why does it lead to here, my weblog? So, today I felt super groggy and gross (Did I mention I had knee surgery just about a month ago?) so I did not read much philosophy. [...]
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More reading.
Posted in Reading, tagged donald hall, foucault, into the eyes of lost storms, karla kelsey, lissa skitolsky, narwhal, without on May 27, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
AWP Day Two
Posted in Something Else, Writing, tagged 3 movements, awp, booth, catherine dent, conference, etger keret, free issue, fuse, george saunders, golf coast, Joe Scapaletto, karla kelsey, melissa goodrich, nadia, noodles, pilot books, silvana alfonso, Sonora Review, Vanessa Place on April 10, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Yesterday: The FUSE panel with all my SU folks went very well. I was very proud of Melissa and Silvana, everything went smoothly! Afterwards, Nadia, Silv, Melissa, and I went to Einstein’s Bagels for lunch and then saw Vanessa Place and other’s read about the materiality and immateriality of words which was absolutely wonderful. Nadia [...]
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 [...]
Now…to hear from RiverCraft
Posted in Writing, tagged fiction, Girls from the River School, karla kelsey, Naked story, poetry, Writing on March 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
So, feeling a little better about fiction, at least my naked pictures story. I wrote a solid two pages of dialogue yesterday and plan on re-writing the first couple of pages today giving context to his daughter and shit. You know, you know. Okay, so maybe I’ve decided that the Grandfather story will have to be [...]
Karla Saves the Day
Posted in Reading, Writing, tagged fuck, john ashbery, karla kelsey, nice, poems, some trees, why my mother hates poetry on March 11, 2009 | 2 Comments »
So today in Adv. Poetry we read a poem called “fuck” that was mostly about how everyone should say fuck in three haikus. Karla made us say fuck over and over to see if it would lose its meaning. Karla looked me in the eye and said fuck twice and believe me when I say [...]
