Not all my posts this year will be super- long ones: sorry to ruin your fun, TL;DRers. When I was 18 I went to New York City, where I discovered an entire museum filled with what some people call “art,” and others call “garbage.” Oh, MOMA, what wonders you wreaked in my psyche. Suddenly, IContinue reading “Deconstruct This!”
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A New Dawn, A New Day, A New Year…
Okay, so it’s eight days into 2014, and I’m blogging after a wee hiatus of OMG SIX MONTHS. Time flies when you’re procrastinating and/or avoiding. By now, a lot of people are either going crazy fulfilling New Year’s resolutions (it hurts so gooood!) or beating themselves up because they’ve already fallen by the wayside (itContinue reading “A New Dawn, A New Day, A New Year…”
An Invitation to Empowerment (Where the Magic Happens)
It’s Midsummer* already, and I feel as if I am riding the equinox, straddling the line between dark and light. I’ve been stuck again. Those who know me well know that this happens often. I can say that I’m really busy, but in reality, I’m just stagnating creatively (and socially, and intellectually, and emotionally, etc…)Continue reading “An Invitation to Empowerment (Where the Magic Happens)”
30 Poems in 30 Days: Day Two
On the Couch Where we never are, there are clothes in neat piles and sometimes a cat. It’s comfy, and long enough for two, yet where do we end up, but curled in bed, like cats, eating nuts and watching endless murder. On Saturday afternoons you watch Bloody Korean films and IContinue reading “30 Poems in 30 Days: Day Two”
30 Poems in 30 Days: Day One
From Start to Finish It started with a note, you said you’d be my friend Even if the other girls thought you were a bitch and wouldn’t associate with you. It was Jr. High, eighth grade, and I was high on a last year’s friendship With the first girl who ever found me cool. I said yes;Continue reading “30 Poems in 30 Days: Day One”
Dillettangentially Delayed: National Poetry Month is Here
I just made up a word there, by smooshing two words together. That was pretty cool. How Lewis Carroll of me! As a writer, you can do that. You can also do that if you are a stoner. I’m usually only one of those, and I’ll leave it to you to decide which one itContinue reading “Dillettangentially Delayed: National Poetry Month is Here”
Fuck Art, Let’s Write
I have been having a hard time keeping up with this blog for many reasons, most of which I blame conveniently on “transition.” There have been a few, but honestly, there will be more, and then others, all of which, if used as a convenient scapegoat, will derail my writing permanently. The real culprit isContinue reading “Fuck Art, Let’s Write”
The “Daily” Dilettante #8: Defying Shame: A Writing Whore No More
This is a post I began writing last October, before I went overseas to India and came back only to immediately have to pack up all my crap (yes for a fourth time since late 2009/early 2010) for my move to the Bay Area. It took me some time to get everything (mostly) in order.Continue reading “The “Daily” Dilettante #8: Defying Shame: A Writing Whore No More”
The “Daily” Dilettante #7: Picture Perfect: Healing my Inner Mary Sue
This morning, a friend, a sister, wrote on her Facebook about the difficulty of believing in one’s own beauty: something I have struggled with all my life. While I try to find the beauty in everyone and everything (even things/people not conventionally beautiful), I still have a problem fully accepting that I am beautiful. ThenContinue reading “The “Daily” Dilettante #7: Picture Perfect: Healing my Inner Mary Sue”
The Daily Dilettante #6: Viva la Resistance! Or Not.
I know this blog post was “supposed to be” about submission, but I have (obviously) not posted it (or anything) here lately, and it’s been a very long gap, so I have decided to write instead about my struggle with resistance. My resistance is powerful. It is insidious. It keeps me from doing things thatContinue reading “The Daily Dilettante #6: Viva la Resistance! Or Not.”
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