Beverly Cleary’s 100th birthday, using your hands to help your head, Ohio’s new poet laureate and radiologist in chief. Our Top 10 Poetic Picks is back.
Whether you included your writing goals in your 2016 resolutions, this collection of 10 great writing quotes might give you the inspiration you need to get started.
This week in our discussion of Dorothy Parker’s Elbow we consider the tattoo and identity — the way a tattoo can broadcast one’s identity, and how it might seem to have the power to create it, impose it, even take it away.
Tattoos are permanent and must, therefore, mean something more than “a picture on the skin.” Join our book club discussion on Dorothy Parker’s Elbow.
Whether one is inked from head to toe or repelled by the very notion of a tattoo, there’s no escaping that tattoos fascinate. Join us in September for a new book club selection, Dorothy Parker’s Elbow: Tattoos on Writers, Writers on Tattoos.
Kim Addonizio says writing form poetry can teach you economy and structure and take you unexpected places. But what if you have no sense of rhythm? Can you still write a sonnet? LW Lindquist wraps up our Ordinary Genius book club this week with enough iambic pentameter to make you scream.
Terrible things happen in fairy tales. Even in the watered-down Disney versions, stepmothers try to poison their stepdaughters, children are lost in the woods and captured to be eaten, young women are imprisoned in towers. LW Lindquist leads our latest book club discussion on Kim Addonizio’s Ordinary Genius.
By this time, I’m ready to ask the chicken question. I’ve been scratching around for an angle, and even as I type this, I don’t have one. But Kim Addonizio tells me I don’t have to know where I’m going when I start writing, and even goes so far as to say it might be […]
Poetry asks for your intelligence and spirit. It is hard work, but good work. Come along with Kim Addonizio and enter poetry by working on your lines…
The other day I stumbled onto an old Google Talk conversation with a friend, from about a year ago. The conversation went something like this: Friend: I lurked at the Tweetspeak Twitter party last night. Me: I can’t do the Tweetspeak. Too confusing. Friend: I was lost. I’m too literal. Me: L.L. tagged me on […]
You could say I’m playing around with writing a sonnet today, as long as your definition of “playing around” is broad enough to include tapping aimlessly on my desk to The Guess Who’s Bus Rider. Our Canadian columnist Matthew Kreider loaned me one of his famous Ticonderoga pencils this weekend. It keeps a terrific desktop 70s beat, […]