A place for language, poetry, domesticity, and the Ice
Finally, writing again. But this new poem, I’m taking my time with, rather than rushing it, which I usually do. I’m typically a write-first, edit-later kind of writer, but this is different. I feel like this new poem (and maybe series, but without a solid thread) needs to be deliberate. Every inch of it. So [...]
We’ve just now watched Werner Herzog’s Encounters at the End of the World. I’m enthralled watching my friends talk about their lives, and their community, and their Ice. I was so lucky to have had the opportunity to not only go to Antarctica, but more than lucky to find the true bonds of friendship that [...]
If you haven’t seen this, please do. It’s just the right thing for an evening after a bad work week. I just watched the whole thing on Netflix, and if I wasn’t in love with Neil Patrick Harris when he was Doogie Howser, M.D. (and I was), I am now.
So very drafty. But still.
The Cottonwood Storm
*poof*
I’d like to write a book called this, but I’m no good at writing fiction.
I used to write fiction, fervently, as a high school kid (bad horror stories), as a freshman (bad romance/soft porn–anyone remember the pink notebook? I know Nancy Mac does), sophomore (ok, this was more an essay-type year), junior (what’s this? stories [...]
So… I’m very proud to brag about my brother John whose second book from O’Reilly was just released: Web Operations: Keeping the Data on Time. He’s done a great job bringing together some of the best ideas and the best peeps to talk about the best ideas in web operations here. I remember being in [...]
Jim Allspaw. Lt. Col. in the Army Signal Corps, engineer at GE, founder of Allspaw Consulting Services. He wrote poems to my mother before and after they were married. He drew a portrait of her in Africa. He built us a house in the woods, on a dirt road, and he built me a dollhouse. [...]
Elissa, here you go. Up for a while tomorrow. Very drafty, and something I’ll probably work a little more on.
How to Bake a Birthday Cake
Muster all your strength into four cups
of flour. Beg the sugar not to beat you.
Drop every egg yolk in as if it weren’t
the idea of a life lived with purpose.
Stir the [...]
“I believe there’s a writer outside ourselves, plotting a better story for us, interacting with us, even, and whispering a better story into our consciousness.” –Donald Miller
Reading–battling–a nonfiction book right now, called A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. An old friend turned me onto this author, who has an easy writing style, and writes [...]
Thanks to January O’Neil for this prompt, to make me remember what I’m supposed to be doing.
1. What’s the last thing you wrote?
A poem for NaPoWriMo… the week my father-in-law died. It’s called “After the Roses.”
2. Is it any good?
It’s okay. Drafty.
3. What’s the first thing you ever wrote that you still have?
A poem when [...]
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