If I were paying closer attention, I’d have started this earlier and posted it at the exact same time (10:50 p.m.) that I Will Dare blinked into being eleven years ago. Eleven years ago! In…
Date Archives July 2011
Anya’s starting happen
Anya’s your typical angst-ridden American teen. She’s unhappy with her perfectly fine body; constantly dieting; has a crush on the hottie basketball star and loathes his beautiful, perfect, blonde girlfriend; she’s got one friend she’s…
The bright, shiny penny & David Foster Wallace
Thursday I had the pleasure and honor to be interviewed by a delightful young woman from the UofM for the English Major’s blog. Or something like that. I can’t exactly remember what the focus of…
So come now children of the beast, be strong
In 1984 the Shakopee Town Square was a pretty happening little mall, well for Shakopee, especially pre-horse racing and casino next door Shakopee. It was anchored on one end by Juba’s grocery store and K-Mart…
This is one beautiful book
One of the things that drive me nuts in reviews and workshops is when the critic critiques a story based not on what it is, but rather what he or she wanted it to be….
I only got one more rap, let’s see what happens
One of the things that terrify me most is wholly forgetting something as if I never knew the information to begin with. For instance, this week when I completely forgot that I was supposed to…
Unpopular opinions
Yesterday on twitter, Steve announced that Bon Iver was boring and Kurtis agreed with him. I was so happy to see them proclaiming such blasphemy out in the public sphere that I quickly jumped on…
Actual quotes uttered by the old sexist in my writing class
“Why are there so many women in this class?” “It was overwritten, boring, and I didn’t like it.” “I just didn’t care for any of it.” “Well, I’m not a woman so maybe women like…
Everyone should just stop writing stories about offices now
If I had a dollar for every time I have referenced, linked to, or told someone about Daniel Orozco’s short story “Orientation” (which you can listen to right here, fast forward to about 50:45), I…
Full of bitch: Not for the faint of heart or thin of skin
I slept fitfully last night. My slumber plagued with bizarre semi-nightmares the kind that don’t wake you up in sheer terror filled with relief that you’re awake, but rather the kind that just make you…