Some thirty- five people attended the reading & signing last night at B & N - Zona Rosa Shopping Center. Was nice to have some people that were just shopping stop by to listen. They had to set up a few extra chairs. We have another at the northland area Boarders tomorrow afternoon 2:30 to 4:30. Six of the authors featured in the book were present and read.
Weather is so nice today - Going to take Barry for a walk after while. Have a yard project I want to get done while the weather is nice. I'll read and do some writing later today.
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Friday, March 04, 2005
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Thursday - I pinched myself. I'm still among the living!
Ivy talks about the application process for a residency at the The MacDowell Colony - worth reading for those interested in such an experience.
Eileen is posting on her blog now in such a way that makes clicking on the links more challenging if you aredrunk or not.
V-lo's charm is again available for your viewing over at ~gila-monster~
Cassie Lewis has been silent close to two months now... Perhaps a snow shoveling expedition is in order.
James admits to getting lost in Kansas City, Kansas.
Why did I just do an around-the-poetry-world blog post? I'm speechless!
Eileen is posting on her blog now in such a way that makes clicking on the links more challenging if you are
V-lo's charm is again available for your viewing over at ~gila-monster~
Cassie Lewis has been silent close to two months now... Perhaps a snow shoveling expedition is in order.
James admits to getting lost in Kansas City, Kansas.
Why did I just do an around-the-poetry-world blog post? I'm speechless!
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Last Night at Writers Place
Open Mic at Writers Place last night.... Scot Isom was the featured reader. Scot was great. I've never seen Scot as into it as he was last night. I thought I was listening to Mr. Silk.
I did three pieces... One was a Diane Ackerman poem - Omens of Winter. The other two were my own... Whirlygirl and Tiananmen Mother.
Ackerman crawls below the surface of the skin to get at those prickly feelings and this is the kind of stuff I eat up in poetry.
I did three pieces... One was a Diane Ackerman poem - Omens of Winter. The other two were my own... Whirlygirl and Tiananmen Mother.
Ackerman crawls below the surface of the skin to get at those prickly feelings and this is the kind of stuff I eat up in poetry.
Monday, February 28, 2005
Woodbine Writing
Interesting experiences this weekend at the writing workshop. Some good. Some not.
I did experience converting and existing work to a play format. It was actually a poem that I used, and worked very well. I picked up some really good material on shifting points of view.
In addition to that, I found myself trying to force poetry, which is never a good thing and it only resulted in creating frustration. Since frustration is not my idea of creative success, I announced to all at one point, "I'm going home." Of course I didn't.
More on the workshop as I have time. Too much to do to report more now.
I did experience converting and existing work to a play format. It was actually a poem that I used, and worked very well. I picked up some really good material on shifting points of view.
In addition to that, I found myself trying to force poetry, which is never a good thing and it only resulted in creating frustration. Since frustration is not my idea of creative success, I announced to all at one point, "I'm going home." Of course I didn't.
More on the workshop as I have time. Too much to do to report more now.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Headed for the land of golden corn...
Stick Poet will likely be silent the rest of today, tomorrow and Sunday as I am off to a writing workshop in Iowa. I suppose there is an outside chance I may do an audible post from my cell phone, but otherwise I don't anticipate having PC access to post. Nor likely the time.
With this, I'll close withsome words about words by David Lehman:
"Words can have no single fixed meaning. Like wayward electrons, they
can spin away from their initial orbit and enter a wider magnetic field. No one
owns them or has a proprietary right to dictate how they will be used."
With this, I'll close withsome words about words by David Lehman:
"Words can have no single fixed meaning. Like wayward electrons, they
can spin away from their initial orbit and enter a wider magnetic field. No one
owns them or has a proprietary right to dictate how they will be used."
Everyone have a great weekend!
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