| a little shameless self-promotion never hurt anyone |
[Sep. 17th, 2009|11:06 am] |
here's my bio for the press i intern for: http://omnidawn.wordpress.com/bay-area-lit-scene/
if you wanna read some reviews of san francisco literary 'scene'isms and obscure delightful poetry books, check us out. one of our publications recently won a PEN award, which is to say, is a big deal.
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| this is all i've got right now. ho hum. |
[Sep. 8th, 2009|10:34 am] |
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1. i do nothing but work and poetry and netflix and shopping anymore. this is getting to be a problem.
2. has anyone seen Godards "A Woman is a Woman"? any thoughts? it's outrageously sexist, but did you enjoy it?
3. i gave myself one day in this long weekend in which i did absolutely nothing productive. and i watched all episodes of that show Transgeneration on Netflix. it's a documentary that follows four transgender college students. and it was pretty disappointing. so why did i watch the whole thing? because i totally despised 3 of the 4 characters when i started, and it made me feel like a bad person. but really, 3/4 of them sucked and somehow managed to be outrageously spoiled in spite of what they portrayed as their epic "journey". the only character i respected and liked faced the worst obstacles and made the least progress in terms of "transition"..... has anyone else seen this?
4. i am so happy to be back in school. it's all that matters. even though i wish i was in college again, taking a wider range of things . . .. . i can't understand the millions of people who view getting a "degree" as a chore. it's a dream.
5. on that note - i really can't handle growing up. the future is a blank, and i'm a third of the way through my twenties oh my fucking god.
6. regarding the San Francisco Bay Area . . . . i tell people that "it's great". i feel that i ought to like it. and it's objectively pleasant, it really is. lots of local pride and produce, temperate gorgeous weather, very distinct and interesting clumps of people, lots of famous stuff, people value health and still manage to have fun . . . .. but something about it does not work for me. i don't know what it is. i thought of several things, but none of them are that big a deal in themselves. it just doesn't really work. maybe i'll miss it. but i don't live here. i mean, i don't LIVE here. it doesn't drag me to my knees and shove my heart into my mouth like some other places do, and maybe that's really the problem. it's pleasant. it doesn't make any demands. i need someplace with tragedy. tragedy appeals to me. i know that's dumb. i'm trying to remember something that somebody said about the people to whom tragedy appeals . . . . . well, it's either the deepest of proles or the highest-pitched aristocrat, or something. who cares. but the bay area won't work. i woke up to the black rebel motorcycle's "not what you wanted" today and i had this revelation. yeah. this place just leaves me cold. wish it didn't. don't know why.
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| lol omg wtf |
[Aug. 3rd, 2009|05:18 pm] |
is it just me. . . . has my clock started to tick.... or is it actually, objectively true that everytime I log in afresh to Facebook, someone else is married or engaged.... and it's never who you expect? but then you look at the wedding pictures and yes, it definitely happened, and now all of a sudden it makes sense.....
what the hell is going on. that's all i wanna know. why does this make me feel so weird. why do they all look like twelve-year-olds in their pictures? are you maybe never ACTUALLY old enough and we just dream that there's an age where it starts to look normal? do i look at the world through twelve-year-old eyes? i mean, the answer to the latter is definitely true, but feels like it's exercising a lot of power in this case. |
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[Jul. 29th, 2009|06:36 pm] |
1. reading George Orwell's "A Nice Cup of Tea" always makes me want to swoon. George, darling!, i AGREE! oh, how i agree!
2. i must have a terribly sad immune system. several days of gettnig chilly and suddenly i'm getting sick.....
3. i may start writing terrible prose poems soon.
4. all kinds of traumas are happening all the time.
5. i started teaching a two-week essay-writingn class for high school students. all boys. which disappointed me terribly at first, i'll admit. i enjoy working with girls so much. but i've found that maybe i ought ot teach boys. i think i'm Making Them Care About Writing. and let's face it, this is most likely more a product of (a) small class size, individual attn, and (b) my un-hideable sex appeal than my stunning teaching skills and experience, but who cares? they're learning, and they're relatively interested about it! anyone have any wacky ideas for freewriting prompts? would love to hear.
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| Happy Bastille Day! |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|09:33 pm] |
way better holiday than 4th of July. long live European vigilanteism!
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