Writing sometimes resembles wrestling a beast to the ground where the writer’s persistence on the page is rewarded. Rest assured, no animals were hurt in the statement above. Departures in writing can come about innocuously and perhaps some might say are causes of distraction, but I tend to abide by the idea of inhabiting Alice… Continue reading Hey, Now
Tag: writing
Writing Tips: The One Trait Every Writer Needs to Have
In college, I worked as a residents’ assistant for two years. It proved to be one of the hallmarks during those four years. During the year I manned a freshmen hall, I developed a bit of a… reputation. Whenever I was on duty, my ears would perk up to the sounds of clinking bottles or… Continue reading Writing Tips: The One Trait Every Writer Needs to Have
Augustus Waters, Oblivion & Gathering the Last Bits of Thanksgiving from the Table
Not that long ago, Nathan and I set off from our coast to the other one on a whirlwind trip to New York. One afternoon at a restaurant situated on the edge of Greenwich Village, a friend and I caught up over kale salads (with tempeh bacon for me, tofu for her). Our conversation strung along easily,… Continue reading Augustus Waters, Oblivion & Gathering the Last Bits of Thanksgiving from the Table
Poetry: The one that got away
If you write poetry, perhaps you’ve had an experience of reading a poem that makes you sigh and utter the words “if only I had thought of that first”. What about consciously working a phrase or line of someone else’s into your own poem? Perhaps you’ve never done that, and yet found unconsciously a line… Continue reading Poetry: The one that got away
Word as Art
In college, I discovered that many things in life are free. Then again came the reality that a whole heck of a lot of things aren’t. Sometime during my sophomore year, I stumbled upon a delicious secret. It kept my weekend evenings regularly packed. It kept me well versed and amused at the theater. I… Continue reading Word as Art
Beside myself in a concrete jungle
And so it begins. A girl affectionate for cities and all their clash of overlap gets to work in the city. A love story begins to unfurl. I knew I have a thing for cities. And I knew that San Francisco captured my attention in its unapologetic way years ago. But working in the city… Continue reading Beside myself in a concrete jungle