Browsing All posts tagged under »writing«

Published, and Published Again

March 21, 2012

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Hey there sports fans. I didn’t forget about the few readers out there – I’ve just been busy developing the written word in other venues. Some exciting news for this amateur, slowly turning professional, writer. I’ve been published thrice! I landed a gig writing as the “Greenmarket Picks of the Week” for nonabrooklyn. I go […]

How to Find a Job

January 26, 2012

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January draws to an end, and this page, this blog, has remained silent. Like an old dog rising from a bed, it stretches first, yawns, and then gives a little shake to get rid of the cobwebs and sleep. It looks like it is ready to bark. In 2012, there are many goals and resolutions […]

Biodiversity, or, The Last Supper

October 23, 2011

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On the eve of the last day, they held their glasses high to the sun and all poured a drop of liquid to the red earth. Tears puddled around noses and toes while the last hypercolor sunset slipped into the Pacific, slipped behind the land, into the water, into the dark side of space. Tonight […]

Dreaming of Snakes

October 15, 2011

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Last night I worked as a snake handler. I used a broadsword to prod and lift a viper up into the air to show to paying customers the girth and color of its body. The snake and I worked in unison, if I thought something, it would respond. If it felt discomfort or lack of […]

Live, Poetry, Live

October 2, 2011

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As a twenty nine year old writer who is interested in participating in the world, the cultures about which I care, I have re-engaged with some old habits and am seeking out new ones. For example, I found a pick up soccer league, which is an old habit.  I recently committed to trying vegetarianism because […]

I Read Banned Books

October 2, 2011

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  At the Brooklyn Book Festival, reading for the National Coalition Against Censorship. You do realize that school districts and libraries still BAN books in a democracy, don’t you?

A Few Live Seasons

October 1, 2011

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Today, October 1, 2011. A new challenge put forth. As a meager and slightly shy writer, I’ve told no one except for myself, so if I fail, I am only failing myself – if I am consistent, I will sound my barbaric YAWP. My challenge is simple enough, and one that I am feeling is needed […]