Caution: We get a little amped up and swearing occurs. Not too bad, but still.

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I’m leaving for Belgium on Friday afternoon. The first week of April, I am attending (and presenting at) a national writing conference in Utah. At the end of May, Spain will welcome me into its borders for ten days, and on my way home a 23 hour layover in Frankfurt will make Germany the 7th European country I’ve visited, in just the last three years. What is my life. Continue reading “My Brain is in Belgium, My Heart is in Spain” →

Original poems, one old, one new. A bit more depressing than normal but whatever.

We’re gearing up to read Into The Wild for my cyber exchange class, so in preparation we’ve been reading essays about “nature” and “wilderness” and discussing the concepts exhaustively as a class. Something has come up a lot in these discussions and essays that really bothers me, and I’d like to take a moment to address it. It deals mainly with this quote by Henry David Thoreau: “In wilderness is the preservation of the world.” Continue reading “Nature and Our Authentic Selves” →

Uploaded as promised! I’ve done this poem before, at an actual slam, which you can find in the playlist below, but I wanted a more, er, “intimate” version because I really do like this poem.

WARNING: some profanity

Poetry playlist: http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCXGuymtJ4GsGYXljhrIPz6KgBHNZcSYx

I filmed a video for today but before editing it I wanted to import all the footage from our slam on Monday into my iMovie library, just so when I got the chance I could upload all of them. Apparently, though, the guy that filmed for us used HD and so it’s taking 7 hours to import to my library and I can’t cancel. I’ll edit/upload my BOW video tomorrow when I get the chance, but I promised a blog if I didn’t post a video, so there you are.

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…with my new notebook! Today, after a snarky note from my friend Kelly on its final page, I retired my most recent moleskine that I began writing in on April 16th of last year. I love starting a new moleskine, because it’s fun seeing how far I’ve come and how much I’ve done. My moleskine, as most of you know, is my life. I keep journal entries, class notes, color-coded To-Do lists, poetry snippets, fiction excerpts, and more in it, and if I ever lost it I would go into full-blown panic mode. I am actually so attached to my moleskine that last semester, when my creative nonfiction professor had to take it to check off that I’d been writing in it and I was going through a particularly tumultuous time in my life, I actually started writing in the new journal ahead of schedule. Continue reading “Starting Fresh” →

Forgive my appearance- it’s late and I am tired.