Proust

Me: This is how I’ve been for days. Just holed up in my apartment watching The L Word and drinking tea. Reminding myself to not overexert or I get exhausted and feverish.Donta: OK Proust.

Taped Faces

Totally into these Taped Faces. Making the everyday strange.

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Tower

When I wrote my poetry thesis, it felt like everyone else was writing about Greek mythology, getting drunk at house parties, and repressed childhood memories. Now I can’t go anywhere without seeing a themed journal about magic and astrology. Or, perhaps stranger, at the Lucky Funeral reading in Asheville a few weeks back, JD Scott read Tarot poems…… Continue reading Tower

Work

How do I apply for jobs in a city that I’ve never visited? I have to rely so heavily upon the internet and the integrity of the two-page document by which potential employers may gauge my abilities. I feel uneasy about leaving anything up to others, but are my resume and cover letter others? Or…… Continue reading Work

Journal

A writing consultant just mentioned journaling. I admit that I have a terrible memory. I should journal, just like I should keep a dream diary and a biorhythmic chart. I know he’s right. I would journal on the computer since I am on the internet all day long, but I always want to talk about…… Continue reading Journal

Statements

Been consumed by my personal statement. Decided, almost whimsily, to apply to a graduate English program in Seattle. Thinking a lot about what I can and cannot plan for when we travel so far west. Saving money. Wondering where it will come from next. Trying to refresh my memory of the course I taught as an…… Continue reading Statements

Candles Galore

Helping a friend sell candles downtown. The gentleman at the booth next to me sounds 100% like an android. Also, tourists don’t know how to read parking meters! Good thing I brought my research bag: almonds, mate, legal pads, and 200 pages of postcolonial goodies.

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