Dear God. If in the End

Dear God. If in the End we had no internet no hot water in the kettle no books riddled with notes or bedclothes yellowed by the lamplight If in the end you were as close to me as I am to knowing every star, marking each with naked eye, reciting cinematic names and vectors If…

(listening to Russian poets)

“For to live means to sing, to love, to rage, and to tear things to shreds, while…faces look on and pupils burn.” –Nicolay Aseev (Choosing to ignore for a moment that Aseev wrote this in a bullfighting context.) (Because advice is advice amirite)

“It is just as well to be rash and foolish”

If you need a weekend writing push, check out Zora Neale Hurston‘s reminder to be rash. Get what’s in you out. Stop asking why and making too many demands, on yourself or others. If you later regret writing this thing, at least you made something worth regretting. Stop waiting. Say it. “I regret all of my books. It…

Writing in a Changing World: Craft, Readerships, and Social Media

Ok WriterFriends, My latest blog for Ploughshares Literary Magazine is all about navigating writing as a career: Learning publishing/submissions, taking risks, defining success for yourself,  sustaining your writing practice even if you’re not part of a writing community, etc. (I KNOW.) It’s an interview with Stephanie Vanderslice, director of the Arkansas Creative Writing MFA program,…

On the obscene… from (the widely-censored) Henry Miller

The most insistent question put to the writer of “obscene” literature is: why did you have to use such language? […] Someone has said that  “the literary artist, having attained understanding, communicates that understanding to his readers. That understanding, whether of sexual or other matters, is certain to come into conflict with popular beliefs, fears…