Practical Necessities for Creative Living

February 8th, 2010 by dirt | 0

Basic art supplies:

  • Glue
  • Scissors
  • String
  • Pen and/or pencil

Basic human kit:

  • body (any condition will do)
  • voice
  • senses with which to experience things

Basic human interactions:

  • at least one friend who is good enough to tell you when you’re getting carried away but sharp enough to know when getting carried away is a good thing

With these, you can make damn near anything. Additional supplies and stimuli will enter your life unbidden. You will experience music. You will witness world events. You will fall in love. You will get your heart broken. There’s no avoiding these things. However, being stocked up on the basic supplies will prepare you to deal with whatever comes your way. Let life enter your experience, and use your creative instincts to churn it about and see what comes out.

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A Few Good Books (my first Vimeo video!)

February 6th, 2010 by dirt | 5 comments

Whoa, check me out. I made a video. This is my first ever internet video, so the editing’s not perfect, and you can probably see that I’m a bit nervous. Nonetheless, it was fun to make, so hopefully there will be more to follow. I hope you enjoy it. I would LOVE to hear/see/read about your favorite books.

After recording this video and enlisting the help of my dear husband to figure out how to export and upload it, I went on to do some laundry and cook gumbo. What better way to spend a snowy day? RAWR!

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Some Things That Are Fantastic!

February 6th, 2010 by dirt | 0

Radical Temple rock right the heck out in New Orleans on Jan. 31, 2009

Generosity by Kimberly Hosey at her blog, AZ Writer. This post is a reflection on a story she recently reported. The story is here. Her writing is beautiful, and I suggest you get to know her.

“Stop being so uppity about geometry!”
–Outside Foggy Bottom Metro

from Eavesdrop DC

The Oxford English Dictionary turned 126 years old this week.

american cheese

Gala Darling had a great post for working girls this week: an article on dressing for work. It includes her own tips, feedback from readers (via Twitter), and lots of fun examples of outfits that are fun and interesting while still work appropriate.

Tuscan Whole Milk, 1 Gallon, 128 fl oz. Amazon essays, found via the Brevity blog. These people are always on the lookout for quirky literature. SO glad they found this one. I love it!

Foolishly Seeking True Love from Jarrett Lee Conaway on Vimeo.

Just in Case You Need It

How to use a Semicolon (faaabulous)

How to Have Lucid Dreams from Sarah Von at Yes and Yes

Why Date or Marry Asian Women is an extremely smart article on how men fetishize Asian women, and how that behavior is damaging to everyone involved.

Things that Changed Her Life from Just a Titch

On Self Portraits and Shaming from a l’allure garçonnière

We’ll See by Christine Kane

OK, you KNOW you want to see Lindsay Flipping Lohan on Clean House

Why are you so terribly disappointing?

10 Things I Hate About NPR (Team, I love NPR, but sometimes it’s annoying!)

Victory is a Kick in the Head by Matthew Baldwin

A Roundup of How To’s Using Mod Podge

Dinosaurs looked like giant chickens! (The image at that link reminds me of the mythological Phoenix. So cool. Also, I guess this explains the “tiny arms” problem for dinos.)

Ok, so I only recently discovered Boxxie, and I am weirded out by how … captivating she is. Like… so annoying, but so cute, as some random person on Youtube so succinctly put it. She is mystifying. Like Lady Gaga.

And if you don’t mind too much, here is my little bit of advice to get you through this cold weekend, especially if you’re stuck inside right now: Take it easy. Try to get some exercise. Try to eat something healthy. Take advantage of the down time. Answer the phone if you must, but cut out the compulsive e-mail checking. Don’t think too hard. Read a book. Take a hot shower or bath. Curl up with someone you love. Call your mom. Start a new art project or finish an old one. Learn a card game. Play a video game. Meditate. Pray. Make a list of things you are grateful for. Don’t dwell on what you wish you had, the choices you wish you’d made, or the places you wish you were. Just be here now. In the morning, have coffee. In the afternoon, have tea. In the evening, have rum. In between, have water. Cook something delicious. Indulge just enough to enjoy the sweetness, but not so much that you get a sugar high. Bundle up. Carry your favorite blanket with you around the house. Enjoy your weekend.

xoxo

-durght

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The Most Important Question: Why?

February 5th, 2010 by dirt | 1 comment
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Today, ask yourself this most important of questions:

Why?

Why do you do it?

Why do you write? Why do you paint? Why do you play music? Why do you study every nook and cranny in the earth’s fleshy body? Why try to decipher the codes of our DNA? Why make things that buzz and whir and go fast and change worlds? I mean, really, why does any of it matter? No, silly, not to the rest of the world. Why does it matter to you?

Do you do it because you want to be famous? I spent years of my childhood trying to come up with ways to be famous. My friends and I would perform dances to the soundtrack of Footloose and Breakin‘ in our yards. We went door-to-door selling 25-cent tickets to our neighbors, a technique we’d learned from our school-sponsored sales of popcorn, candy, magazines and wrapping paper. Pro tip: Your neighbors have to buy stuff from you. So, we made our little tickets and made our neighbors buy them, and we put on basically awful performances until someone was smart enough to give us a pretend quarter and we realized the jig was up.

Anyway, I suspect that being famous is pretty miserable with the relentless workout schedule and the media hounding you at every turn.

Do you do it because you want someone amazing to love you? Maybe because you want to prove yourself? Do you imagine that it’s better than having a “real job?”

Of course, all these things are true for most of us, I’m sure. But I know deep down that fame is probably terrible, I already have someone amazing to love me, I don’t need to prove myself to anyone but myself, and I know damned well that writing is hard work if you intend to do it well and make a living on it.

The real reason I write is this:

I have an unrelenting need to create. My heart is like the mud pie factory my brother and I made as kids. It has this mountain of raw material to work with — all the stuff life — and the definition of a factory is that it must make things. So, my heart just keeps churning out these damned mud pies, and I call them poetry or whatever because that’s how I get by.

And you? What do you do?

Why?

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Preparing for Snowmageddon

February 4th, 2010 by dirt | 4 comments

snow

If you’re on the East Coast, then like me, you’re probably in the midst of preparing yourself to get snowed in for the next couple days. Everyone knows you have to stock up on toilet paper, milk, and other basics, but here’s what I’m counting on to keep my mind stable and my body fed this weekend.

  • soy milk (because it’s delicious, but also because the store was sold out of regular milk by time I got there)
  • coffee
  • hot tea (something decaf to keep warm and relaxed)
  • fresh fruits and veggies (I was surprised that the produce area was pretty well picked over. I really thought everyone else would go for the canned food. Nonetheless, I got home with some apples, pears and a nice big butternut squash to bake.)
  • ingredients for bread (hooray! I already have this stuff at home, so we don’t have to buy bread tonight.)
  • blogs to read: Gala Darling’s TiLT and Carousel posts typically give me plenty of reading material for a relaxed afternoon
  • books: Still working on Women Who Run With the Wolves, which is amazing but requires lots of processing time, the likes of which are provided in bulk with snow fall like this.
  • snow shovel: my new “favorite” workout. (uhhh… sure)
  • someone warm and sweet to curl up with
  • fuzzy socks
  • yoga mat: because when I can’t get outside, I get seriously restless. Movement and meditation are absolute requirements.
  • a post full of fantastic things that I’ll put up on Saturday to help keep you entertained an inspired through the cold

And you know what else? I am REALLY glad we bought toilet paper last week.

Stay warm,  y’all, and be safe! Don’t forget to come back on Saturday for a fun roundup of things I’ve found beautiful, exciting, inspiring and enlightening recently.

xoxo, roar, etc.

-dirt

*photo credit: Josh Liba

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Nonfictionist: Susan Kushner Resnick

February 3rd, 2010 by dirt | 4 comments

Today, I am pleased to introduce you to Susan Kushner Resnick, author of Sleepless Days and the forthcoming Goodbye Wifes and Daughters, which is coming out on March 1 from The University of Nebraska Press. Sue took the time out to share some thoughts about her writing process, her motivation, her first book and more.

Your site says you learned about this coal mine disaster while on vacation in the town. Did you really just go start interviewing right away? What was that like?
Yes. We were at this restaurant/saloon/pig racing place. I left my family at the outside pig racing track and went to the bar. I distinctly remember not even getting a drink because I didn’t want to say something stupid to the people there. You know – little New Englander among Montanans, one of whom was actually wearing a cowboy hat. I honestly don’t remember the first person I queried, but they were all very nice and forthcoming. The town is so tiny that the town historian was at the bar and the mayor’s wife was one of the bartenders.

At what point did you know this was something you needed to write a book about, as opposed to just an essay or article? Was there a tipping point or did you just know from the start?
I think I knew from the start, once I realized no one had ever written a book about it. Besides, I think it takes about as much energy to propose and write a book than it does to get an article into a major magazine. And, usually, the book publishers don’t arbitrarily decide to kill the story after all that work.

I love the soundtrack post on your blog. (I make soundtracks for everything!) How does music figure into your writing life?
I do a lot of “writing” while I’m running or driving around. Meaning ideas and scenes come into my head when I’m not thinking about writing. Both activities are always accompanied by music, so I guess there’s a synergistic thing going on there.  I never play music while I actually type.

I noticed the title says “wifes” rather than “wives.” I imagine there’s a story there. Can you tell us about that without giving away too much?
Two stories. Five of the miners lived for 90 minutes in the mine before dying. They pulled boards off boxes that held explosives and wrote farewell notes to their families. One of the notes was this: “Goodbye wifes and daughters. We died an easy death. Love from us both. Be good.” One of the men wrote the same message on his helmet. The second story involves that grammatical error. I didn’t want the families to think I was pointing out their relatives’ ignorance by using “wifes,” but I knew the exact quote would show who these men were. I also worried about people thinking I was stupid or my publisher was really bad at copy editing. We had lots of editorial discussions about it, but the majority believed the misspelling would make the cover more compelling. I still worry…

This is not your first book. Tell us about your experience writing Sleepless Days.
Sleepless Days was my Goucher manuscript. This was way back in 1999, when the MFA program was new and rather raw (pre-Patsy). My mentor liked the story idea (the book is a memoir of my experience with postpartum depression, something no American had published before) and encouraged me to use my first few assignments as material for a proposal. Then she let me send it to her agent, who picked it up right away and immediately sold it to her best friend, who had just started a publishing imprint with her very established husband. I had a contract before I graduated. But all that ease didn’t last. The first publisher folded before the book came out and the second had no investment in the project. My sales were terrible.

Since Sleepless Days is a memoir and Goodbye Wifes and Daughters isn’t, how different were they to write?
While I had postpartum depression, I took lots of notes. Being a journalist, I knew I might want to use the material later. We’re always on duty, even when going crazy! So, writing the book basically involved transcribing all those notes and prettying up the writing. I don’t mean to brag, but it was easy. Wifes, on the other hand, required years of research, which I love, and organizing interviews and data into a coherent narrative. Much harder than just telling my personal story. I really had to use the bird-by-bird technique so I wouldn’t get overwhelmed.

What do you consider your strength as a writer? What comes naturally?

First person. For years, I wanted to be a daily newspaper columnist. But I guess that wasn’t my “path.”

And on the flip side, what do you have to work on most in your writing?
Suspense. Again, as a  journalist (I got my B.A. degree in magazine journalism from Syracuse’s Newhouse school), I’m used to putting the crux of the story up top. And I have trouble keeping secrets, so I just want to blurt out the good stuff right away. But holding back and pacing is so important. I don’t think I’ve ever learned it in a classroom. But reading good fiction helps. I just finished Await Your Reply by Dan Chaon. In the first scene, a kid is riding to the hospital with his severed hand next to him. I didn’t particularly love the book, but I could not put it down until I found out how he lost that hand! And the author teased for about 3/4 of the story before giving it away, by which time I was hooked. It was brilliant and I will definitely use that technique in my next book.

Anything else you want to share?
Go Gophers? Ok, here’s a serious addition: I sometimes write letters to writers I admire but don’t know, either to compliment them on how their work has touched me or to ask for guidance. Most don’t even respond. I think that’s mean-spirited and snobby. The few who have responded (Mary Karr, Homer Hickam and Garth Stein) are good souls. I think we should all aim for that. Everyone who’s had a little success should reach back and help fellow writers.

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The Great Thing About Notebooks

February 1st, 2010 by dirt | 4 comments

You know what makes notebooks great? Not notebook PCs mind you, but actual, honest-to-goodness, pen-to-paper notebooks?

They don’t surf. They don’t chat. They don’t click, whir or hum. They don’t beep. They don’t give you hours of entertainment, they don’t promise to lead you to enlightenment. They honestly don’t do much at all. Notebooks are perfectly boring, and the only thing to do with them is create.

Go.

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Administrative Note

January 30th, 2010 by dirt | 0

Hi there! Just a quick note to let you know, we are in the midst of some server updates. In the process, we’ve had to change some settings and move some things around. We hope this won’t interfere with your ability to view and enjoy the site, but should you come across any broken links, dysfunctional images or other problems here, please let me know in the comments or via Twitter (@notitles). Thank you, and happy reading!

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So Long, Mr. Salinger

January 30th, 2010 by dirt | 0

J.D. Salinger
January 1, 1919 – January 27, 2010

The Nervous Breakdown Remembers J.D. Salinger

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The Stories Inside

January 29th, 2010 by dirt | 0
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We have all these stories inside us, and they present themselves as they are ready.

Stories are like dreams — they crop up now and then to remind us what we already know. They rise to the top like Ophelia in the river, asking, “What lesson have we learned?”

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