Originally posted on shannon p. laws :
M.C. Escher Three Worlds, 1955 This morning I am thinking about a friend I use to know, when I lived in a different town. I’ll call her “N”. N has brain damage caused by an accident and a stroke. I do not know how or when she got it;…
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DNA Part Five: How Do You Identify?
This morning I’m reviewing my results from 23andMe. I’m feeling frustrated and exhausted. Starting to wonder if I am an alien baby thrown from a space ship as it was circling the sun. The results came back on Thanksgiving 2014, but the closest relative located is a third cousin; we have four segments in commonContinueContinue reading “DNA Part Five: How Do You Identify?”
Poem: Groaning with Graffiti
In the style of Denise Levertov, poet (1923-1997) Three years the poem of your body, of my eyes upon your body of my hands reading each muscle— Stroking, sweeping the scent in the rite of worship, going down from the beat of a neck vein, along broad shoulders, twisted hair trail, belly to cock. ForContinueContinue reading “Poem: Groaning with Graffiti”
Poetry: Housekeeper
Originally posted on shannon p. laws :
Housekeeper People of all types Come and go to my hotel The same room will house Many different lives Some stay for less than eight hours Others for days Each time I reset the room Removing the evidence of a life I know them now when they walk in…
Generous writing; Foie Gras reading
Originally posted on shannon p. laws :
As you know I’ve just started to dive into this great adventure called “become a master author and get published”. My writing has gone under the microscope and I am its worst critic. My spelling is not so good; I’ve read less than 200 books in my lifetime, and…
Credentialing vs. Educating
Happy New Year! Every year they blow up the Space Needle in Seattle, my home town. The firework engineers attempt to create a new show every year. It is probably a challenge given the structure they have to work with. Same structure, different show. I feel a little like I need a “new show”. GoingContinueContinue reading “Credentialing vs. Educating”
Poem: Voice on the Trail
Voice on the Trail “and at last I saw : wherethe road lay through sunlight and many voices and the marvelorchards, not for me, not for me, not for me.” -from the poem ‘Then I Saw What the Calling Was’ by Muriel Rukeyser (1913-1980) All the voices of the Wood called “Shannon!”ContinueContinue reading “Poem: Voice on the Trail”
Christmas Show 2014: Show 300
Originally posted on The Playhouse Classic Blues:
Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah from The Playhouse to your house! The new season of The Playhouse starts with a Christmas program. Not just any program, a Christmas BLUES program, of course. Boosie finds some songs from our classic friends, Bessie Smith, Lightnin’ Hopkins, Otis Redding, Charles Johnson…
DNA Part Four: Spice
Spice I recently moved. I noticed while cooking the other day that I gave up a spice advantage. The “community” spice rack had all sorts of wonderful grounded herbal ingredients. One of my favorites is smoked paprika. My current meager collection is about 6 things: two kinds of salt, a black pepper grinder, curry and…ContinueContinue reading “DNA Part Four: Spice”
Writing “The End” on Your Novel
I don’t reblog that often, but after reading this post by Susan Wingate (an award winning author) I had to. Writing IS a labor of love. I agree with Wingate. Something is lost if we write “mechanically”. Plenty of used book stores have books, but how many stories really change the reader, affect a generation?ContinueContinue reading “Writing “The End” on Your Novel”