Why fear what others will say and think? How do we really know they’re judging us for us and not for some projection of themselves? How much more light can we let in if we purposefully make a few cracks? Why fear what others will say and think? It’s natural to worry about how we…… Continue reading Breaking Ourselves Open to Make Room for More
Category: Creativity
Questing My Way to an MFA: Test 1-2-3
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Questing My Way to an MFA: Onward
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The Choice Is Made, The Troubadour Has Come.
It appears my feelings reached a decision sooner than anticipated. So the original plan was to get a grand total page count of each genre I’ve worked in since moving to Providence and then do a little math and make a decision. But as soon as I finished with the first such document I was just…… Continue reading The Choice Is Made, The Troubadour Has Come.
5 Years of Writing and Publishing in 3 Documents
Because I write “a little of everything” and I want to know what I actually mean by that. Poetry, fiction, and nonfiction. These are my options as I get myself squared away to apply for grad school. I’m leaning toward poetry, but I want to be sure I’m really truly making the best choice for…… Continue reading 5 Years of Writing and Publishing in 3 Documents
Questioning This Whole Comedy Thing
A healthy reassessment inspired by |Hannah Gadsby: Nanette|. This is not feedback. This is not unsolicited advice. This is me answering a few of the questions posed in the comedy set, plus a few of my own, because sometimes I write humorous performance poems and I’m a fan of integrity. Where do the quiet gays…… Continue reading Questioning This Whole Comedy Thing
How I’m Sure to Have Shot Myself in the Foot
Every time I see a Submittable text box where someone wants me to “insert” a cover letter, I want to throw things and watch them break apart into a million irreconcilable little pieces. I have OCD, people. There are rules as to what goes where and how. Cover letters belong as the body of an…… Continue reading How I’m Sure to Have Shot Myself in the Foot