They have asked me before, and they will keep asking “Why do you write poetry? Why not novels, or plays, or cookbooks, or something anyone would actually read?" And I’ll say in a blur, “because it’s easy." Which'll make the writers spit and their hairs stand all on-end But the readers will lean in a bit … Continue reading Why I Write Poetry (and how You can do it too…)
Driving out of Boise I always watched The ditches by the side of the road Where tumbleweeds go to die It was some kind of sea Without water and Trapped in sand Those stuckweeds touch something In me not quite a heart more a seed How must it feel to be rootless And fall into … Continue reading Tumbleweed Sea – A Poem
There are these reoccurring moments in my life where I ask myself, "why do I do this?" A "This" can be many things. Sometimes "this" is writing a blog. Sometimes "this" is going to college, or pursuing my major in a vague liberal-artsy-fartsy academic field. In the darkest parts of my life, my "this" was … Continue reading Why Do I Do This?
The Internet. According to many authors, psychologists, and historians, the Internet is the bane of reading and writing: the anathema to the patient, thoughtful mind. So often the Internet, and the youth who use it so frequently, are blamed for an (apparently) collapsing creative culture. These accusations usually point to the same set of symptoms: … Continue reading The Internet is for (some) Work