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Despair, Joy, Complexity: Against writing default endings to fictional stories.

March 19, 2009 (coincidentally, the day before spring)     Interesting times, no?   Hope? Change? Doom?   Restorative justice? Innocence Project? Families Destroyed. New Kinds of Families Being Created.   War Crimes. Truth and Reconciliation.   Environmental Destruction. Melting Ice Caps. Reclaiming the Rainforest. Greening the World.   Financial Collapse. Greening the Economy.   [...]

Reading at Banfill-Locke Center for the Arts

March 10, 2009, Below is an announcement for a reading this Friday in the Minneapolis area, near the astonishing Mississippi River. I am racing to do too much. Little wheels spinning like a cartoon character. Haven’t posted. Great excuses. The world is the biggest. Visiting my senator (we still only have one in Minnesota), and [...]

Dead white English writer, and your sense of time and story structure.

December 7, 2008   Dear Writers,   I have a confession. I am in love with a dead white English guy, a writer. If it isn’t love, at least it is a shock of recognition, a wave of gratitude at being seen, the kind of amazement when someone brings something into words that illuminates, or [...]

Writer’s Block versus The Head Cornerstone! A mighty battle!

July 30, 2008 Dear Writers,  I wouldn’t exactly say I am on a roll, like some blog-crazy youngster, but I do feel the need to write more on writing, this big mystery, not as great a mystery as determining the location and nature of evil, or understanding what love actually is, but it is a [...]

Character’s voice? Neruda said, “Speak through my words and my blood.”

July 15, 2008   The re-entry into writing a blog after so long is a little thorny. Along the road, here is a wonderful quote from Faulkner’s Light in August, in which Mrs. Hines, Joe Xmas’s grandma, muses after his death:   “It is because so much happens. Too much happens.”   Alfred Kazin mentions [...]

How can we know the writer from the dancer?

January 30, 2008  I am thinking that every act is a creative act. Only some creative acts provide an opening into something vital; other creative acts provide duplication, follow the path of habit, add to repetition, create walls – solidity – separation from the vital and the as yet unborn. And some acts, of course, create [...]

Good-bye to the blink of an eye year; taking hold of this one coming, to step fully into writing.

I wrote the below last week, in a snowstorm. I want to remind you to check the previous post, some good newsy stuff to notice, and to let you know that Grand Web Master Brian Tanaka has pointed to January 11 for the likely release of The Stories of Devil-girl novella-download, so expect more news soon. In the [...]

Back to the Invisible: the intersection of truth and the poetic art

Neruda suggests in his poem Arte Poetica from the first volume of Residencia en la tierra published in 1933, that the poetic art, or at least the poet, works and flounders and suffers “Between shadow and space, young girls and garrisons”, which calls to my mind, somehow precisely, the situation of 4 young Muslim men from England, [...]

The Invisible: Burning cereal and the creative process. And 2 poems out in Poet Lore.

So captured by the possibility of having a communal talk in cyberspace about this mystery of writing, that I am writing this, freewriting this onto the site, and it is, except in cyberspace, invisible. And this is what this posting is about, the invisible. And its power. We know that at the moment we are at [...]