The scrape and heft of someone shoveling snow always makes me think of masturbation. It’s a strange Pavlovian response, I know. But ever since I read this guy Nick’s story about a character who finds himself masturbating whenever his neighbor is out shoveling snow, I can’t get the image out of my head. I read [...]
Posts Tagged: Writing
6
Dec 09
It happened to me therefore it is good
For most of this term at The Loft, I feel as though I’ve been doing battle with a faction of the class who seems to think that fiction can only be truly enjoyed or understood if you have some personal experience with the topic at hand. I’d even go so far as to say that [...]
21
Nov 09
Angry at a book, an incoherent rant
The book I’m reading (which shall remain nameless for the time being) has just gone from being kind of annoying to actually making me angry. So angry that I cannot seem to stop writing snarky comments in the margins. Things like, “really, really people loved to hate Bill Gates in the late 80s?” Because, [...]
7
Aug 09
Keeping the faith
You’ll be happy to know that I stopped pouting. Thanks mostly to the lovely Peabo, and partly to the scalping I got at the salon (god, I really hate using that word. It makes me feel like a frou-frou girlie girl who knows how to apply makeup and properly accessorize. I am not that girl. [...]
5
Aug 09
Pouty McPoutpout
You should kick my ass. Seriously, someone should come right over, walk through the door of Supergenius HQ, and kick me right in the butt.
I’ve spent the past day or so pouting because I didn’t get into The Loft’s Mentor program. SEE? Totally worthy of an ass kicking. Any writer to spends any time [...]
3
Aug 09
On time warps and having mono
First of all, I have decided I have mono. I’ve come to this conclusion based on two symptoms. I’ve been really tired lately, and for the past two days the lymph nodes under my chin hurt when I press on them. Also, I’ve had a mild headache today. Clearly, I have mono. If it doesn’t [...]
14
Jun 09
Lamenting the lack of storytelling on the web
Once upon a time, in a land not so far away there lived a fairly-fair supergenius named Jodi.
Jodi was your typical supergenius spending too much time reading books, watching horrible TV, and surfing the web. On occasion she could be roused from her castle to participate in the more social aspects of life. The [...]
27
Mar 09
Reborn from a congealed puddle of tator tot grease
My throat hurt as I drove away from Grumpy’s at an entirely too late hour of the night. It was from screaming about how sexist Twilight is. Peabo’s voice probably doesn’t hurt because she’s all calm, cool, and collected in her arguments.
Part of the pain was caused by the laughter.
And the tator tots didn’t [...]
11
Mar 09
On being lowbrau and supporting reporters
Yesterday, I spent $10 to support David Brauer of MinnPost and the work he does there. If you don’t follow me on Twitter or sit next to me at work, you might not know how very much I love David Brauer. I do!
I work in the, for lack of a better term, online space. I [...]
12
Feb 09
A bourgeois luxury
Do you ever just stare and stare and stare at a blank page and will the words to come? I’ve been doing that for two days and it’s not coming. So it’s time to just suffer through it and get back to what I do best (I mean aside from napping and reading books).
Besides [...]
26
Jan 09
A crime against Rock & Roll and humanity
I have a story that features Bruce Springsteen as a character. The story has been kinda bugging me lately, which means that it’s time to re-write it. That’s how I know when it’s time, the characters or the plot or something in the story start to worry the edges of mind.
The story was inspired [...]
25
Jan 09
Sunday night ramblies
Whenever I have the kind of weekend that I’ve just had I sit in my La-Z-Grrl on Sunday night, sigh, and think, “and the tree was happy.” I don’t particularly like The Giving Tree because it’s sexist, but I do so love the line.
I often think of myself as a tree. Which always seems to [...]
19
Nov 08
Can you rewire a night person?
First, you should know that I have a new iPod. Her name is Evangeline, Evangeline, I think I love you. Okay, it’s just Evangeline. Eurydice is dead. Probably wasn’t such a good idea to name her after a Greek chick who died not once, but twice (sorta). Anyway, her problem might be the battery. Now [...]
31
Oct 08
Life imitates art
I just got an e-mail from Sister #3 that included a link to a story about a man who dropped dead moments after bowling a perfect 300 game. For those of you who are familiar with my short story “Lane 6″ you ought to be a little bit creeped out.
Only in my story the guy [...]
26
Oct 08
What fiction ought to be
“He and Franzen talked a lot about what writing should be for. “We had this feeling that fiction ought to be good for something,” Franzen says. “Basically, we decided it was to combat loneliness.”
This quote from David Lipsky’s Rolling Stone piece on David Foster Wallace made me gasp. It’s so simple, so honest, and Franzen [...]
