Advice from the Wise (and a video)

I’m procrastinating.  By doing stuff like this: Dorm Room. I read my advice to myself (previous post) to the veteran writers in the workshop group I wrote it in last week and SGT Linsey Siu sent me this in a message afterwards.  A list of quotes by very accomplished people (who are extraordinarily wise).  My favorite…

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Parallel Universes

Last weekend we watched a documentary about how the universe is expanding, and some scientists believe that it’s expanding without curvature–expanding infinitely, never to touch back upon itself.  What this means (according to this documentary) is that every eventuality possible in your life has occurred–every choice you’ve made, the alternate choice was made by some…

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Some good shit’s too long to Tweet

I’ve been reading this collection of Adrienne Rich’s essays on motherhood for months now. I pick it up, read a few pages, my worldview shifts, I put it down and look at everything through a different lens. It’s a battered, flagged, highlighted, marked up book; I have pages of notes inside it. And this, from…

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I want to post something

to speak to the spark in the people who made today beautiful, to thank you for your laughter, your honesty, for the things you do for me and the things you do for each other that free my hands to do for the new people who arrive or the ones who are struggling a little…

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Sundays

This morning, Shark said, if Monday were a person, he’d be the most annoying person. It seemed like the start of a poem, so we pressed on–if Monday were a person, what would he be like?  Shark’s poem: He’d smell like rotten eggs and wear formal clothes (but not a tuxedo) and he’d listen to…

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The Wizard

I’m not doing the best job of blogging. But then blogging isn’t my job. There is something strange happening that I want to report: I think I’m getting old. In a really good way. Cliches that seemed to be no more than mouthfuls of words are resonating with me. The world is starting to make…

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Then and Now

I am drinking a glass bottle of coke before brushing my teeth, still in bed under the white covers while my father, who had already gone out into the cold morning and seen something that I absolutely had to see sits on the other bed, dressed. I whine that waking me so early is child…

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Gifts (v2)

He is shopping in a bazaar bright and spacious bubbles blow from hookahs He picks up a conch, examines an oyster with the embedded start of a pearl. He has already brought me seashells so he puts them back. Has already brought me an embroidered cloth cap that I will never wear a sequined fanny…

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