Have I mentioned lately that I’m in love with my Loft class this fall? Love. I can’t even remember the last time I had a class that I enjoyed this much. It might have been…
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A classroom exchange
My new writing class is full of mouthy spitfires. If I only I could tongue kiss each of them, because I love mouthy spitfires (though of a few of them are interrupters which makes me…
I was an evil spirit ninja & other confessions from a busy writer
My writing class ended with a whimper last night. It was the first class I’ve taken since 2003 that didn’t involve at least one post-class, trip to Grumpy’s featuring tator tots and beer and book…
Neurosis trumps guilt
Tonight was my last night of writing class. I am not there. I am home. The fact that I am home seems a small wonder in and of itself. I left The Nerdery at 4:55…
Where I become the girl who cries at poetry readings
I cried at a poetry reading tonight. I cried. At a poetry reading. It bears repeating because, seriously who actually cries at a poetry reading? I don’t even like poetry, really. It’s anarchy and chaos…
I’ve read Crime and Punishment too, and I didn’t point out the similarities
Last night’s workshop has left me so befuddled that I don’t even know how to begin to explain what in the hell happened. I’ve started writing about it about four times and have deleted each…