Hannah had a vision of nights wasted away inside richly timbered Portland house with light hearts and well-matched silences. And for many of the years since high school when they’d first partnered up, if two words could describe her and Ryan, they would be some combination of “in” and “love.” But other words, might have […]Read more "Sweet Hearts: Part One"
If the twine unravels to the very end the stuff gathering under my fingernails is being picked off whitewash at the bedside. And the stuff gathering in my ear is their sex-pruned and unfurtherable moss-talk, incubated under lamplight, which will have to be unlearned even though from there on everything is going to be learning. […]Read more "And From These Two a Third"
“I know we’re going to meet some day in the crumbled financial institutions of this land there will be tables and chairs there’ll be pony rides and dancing bears there’ll even be a band cause listen, after the fall there will be no more countries no currencies at all, we’re gonna live on our wits […]Read more "Winter Is Coming and There Will Be Snacks: Songs for the Solstice Apocalypse"
I love music. I’m not merely an appreciator, or a collector; I amass music. I explore music in every direction along the genetic lines, then branch out into the natural fractal iterations, and further still, strike at random to surprise even myself. Now, I am not going to apologize or worry about turning you off […]Read more "Musing on Music: 2012 Year In Review"
Let me preface this post by saying, it’s not fair that guys get the phrase, “That gets my rocks off.” It’s a good phrase, and I’m taking it back on behalf of the ladies. That being said, this week, our lovely blog leader Mary asked us to write a post explaining our writing process. I’ve […]Read more "That Gets My Rocks Off"
I’m not proud of my writing process. I’m not inspired to do good work. I’m primarily motivated by punishment and negative reinforcement. Are you aware that punishment and negative reinforcement aren’t the same thing? Punishment is when you do or don’t do something and a bad thing happens. Like I drop the ball on a […]Read more "Demotivated Confessional, Demotivational"
Winter break: Back to upstate New York at last, at least for an hour, to write about two sisters and a small rusty town in the Appalachia. Strange that it all started on a plane ride to Chicago in September. Plane rides do wondrous things for my writing. The spaciousness of my bird’s eye view […]Read more "Multiple Burners"
This is something I’ve been thinking about for a while, but it’s one of those concerns I have a hard time putting to words. Mostly, it’s feelings like, “This is not fair,” or more succinctly, “Grr.” Women have sex. Did you know that? Sometimes these women who have sex aren’t married. Still with me? Some […]Read more "Can We Please Stop Slut-Shaming?"
I wasn’t sure how to write notes on the thin slips of “Guest Check” paper I borrowed from the counter of Slim’s, but I pulled apart the sheets and took notes of the unruly musicians anyway. My boyfriend and I had found the only decorous corner of the bar and were on stools while he […]Read more "North Portland: An Overview"