“In a sense, that beginner’s mind is what we must come back to every time we sit down and write. There is no security, no assurance that because we wrote something good two months ago, we will do it again.” – Natalie Goldberg, Writing Down the Bones Continue reading
Tag: Writing
ZZ On Mad Swirl
My poem “Milk for Free” is featured on Mad Swirl’s poetry forum. The forum posts a poem every day so each day they all move down the line until they drop off. Mine was published 9/26 – I hope you’ll take a look. Mad Swirl is a fantastic creative online and paper zine based in Dallas. 10/2 Update: Actually the poems don’t drop off forever but are saved in archives. Here is the link to Mad Swirls archive for 9/25 – 10/1/11 that includes “Milk for Free”. Continue reading ZZ On Mad Swirl
Blackberries
Blackberries She slams the car door and begins the walk across the gravel lot toward the building. The way is familiar, the steps repetitive…..this is a path she follows at least twice a day, five days a week. Today becomes different. as she walks she looks up through the branches of the old oak trees that have lived here for decades. She looks at the blue sky, notices the purple morning glories climbing through the hedges. After crossing the street she glances to her left and her eyes light on a small bramble of……blackberries? Yes, blackberries. In the middle of … Continue reading Blackberries
Sleeping, Writing and My Lack Thereof
It’s 4:41 in the morning and I can’t sleep. I’ve been tossing and turning for about two hours so I finally got up and got the computer and some peanut butter cups and I’m sitting in bed hoping to get some of these thoughts whirling in my head down on paper. Or rather, computer screen. Whatever. I can’t ever remember having done this before since I’m an easy sleeper and rarely have insomnia. I guess this is what this is: insomnia. She’s a companion I’m not familiar with except at times of extreme excitement or anxiety over an event coming … Continue reading Sleeping, Writing and My Lack Thereof
