This could be one of the horsemen of the apocalypse... Hostess, the company who brought us ding dongs, have a fruit cake.
I wonder what the shelf life is...
Ohh! The fog finally lifted, I can see the mountains! Happy Friday!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I have this cold, and can't stop picking at my cuticles! The two are not related, but it is unfortunate.
The cold; coughing, sniffling, wheezing, and a voice that sounds like I smoke 5 packs of cigarettes a day... as sexy as THAT sounds, not so good for a broadcaster..
The weather feels very March, grey, wet, with dirty brown snow - weather which brings on a longing for a beach, sun and sand: Mexico, the Carribean, the south of France...
But at least I'm done with work for the day, and may just curl up with a hot bath, a cup of tea, and a book about Eleanor of Aquitaine, the 1150's were raunchy.
Silver lining
Oh, and some Elk we saw up in the North Fork the other weekend.
The cold; coughing, sniffling, wheezing, and a voice that sounds like I smoke 5 packs of cigarettes a day... as sexy as THAT sounds, not so good for a broadcaster..
The weather feels very March, grey, wet, with dirty brown snow - weather which brings on a longing for a beach, sun and sand: Mexico, the Carribean, the south of France...
But at least I'm done with work for the day, and may just curl up with a hot bath, a cup of tea, and a book about Eleanor of Aquitaine, the 1150's were raunchy.
Silver lining
Oh, and some Elk we saw up in the North Fork the other weekend.
Monday, January 5, 2009
On Creativity in the New Year..
I love this poem, I find it one of the best descriptions of the zen of writing. If I were ever to teach a writing class, I would open with this poem.
"The Three Goals"
"The Three Goals"
The first goal is to see the thing itself
in and for itself, to see it simply and clearly
for what it is.
No symbolism, please.
The second goal is to see each individual thing
as unified, as one, with all the other
ten thousand things.
In this regard, a little wine helps a lot.
The third goal is to grasp the first and the second goals,
to see the universal and the particular,
simultaneously.
Regarding this one, call me when you get it. - David Budbill
I spoke with my dad this morning, one of the most talented writers I know, and it reminded me to keep plugging away at what I'm doing - Journalism. The work will feed my art - writing, but talking to him also reminded me how much I love fiction and poetry - how much I love words, the way they sound, the way they look on a page, the way you can line up sentences in different ways to describe a sensation, a scene, a wish; that you can create a world or a moment for another person to dive into.
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