opening the mind and heart through poetry
So I just finished up a course in Literary Theory and when I say this was my most difficult course by far, I mean it. No, really, this course had me questioning everything about my writing, my choice of authors, my purpose in life... my soul was wrung for every last drop of conviction it... Continue Reading →
We want to know the most, so we research, listen and watch to be better, so we think, plot and execute to become the best, so we wake, push and write and write and write and write and write some more until it becomes a chore an assignment, a quota, a demand and then we... Continue Reading →
So, I found out I'm not a linear thinker. Instead of opening tabs in my mind, one by one, from left to right in a coherent sequence, my brain likes to flood my mind's eye with pop-up windows, creating layers of thoughts that are difficult for me to sift through. I can write lists, create... Continue Reading →
Start with the small goal of writing one sentence a day, and you’ll write a thousand. Simplicity is the best form of writing, and the only way to be a writer is to sit down and begin with that first word. Said is not dead. Using the word very is lazy, but most people are […]... Continue Reading →
I've been reading The Shining by Steven King. The Overlook Hotel is a magical place of death, suffering and horny lady ghosts. King infused solid character into his setting by giving it a rich history and imposing stature. It has dimensions, a personality and intent (getting it's hosts drunk and highly suggestable, which gets awkward... Continue Reading →