March 18, 2017

I've Been Writing Everyday This Year

Less so here.

But here for instance (I don't know if that'll work).

And I've been writing more on a laptop keyboard (though I wrote all this on my phone) and not always just posting straight-to-blog like this piece I workshopped at Gin & Ink back at the beginning of the year that I had been working on for a while and submitted to Babe Press who I know have a website but I can't find it proper right now so there's their FB... and now realizing I went right from that workshop to submitting it late that night.

And I'm not going to pretend for a second that I'm getting out a ton re poetry and writing right now -- but that day was super helpful and it was a Ink Press Productions to Babe Press in 12 hours kinda day and that's all Baltimore and people being up to things. And that poem will come out in that mag along the way and it's all witchy.

And I'm working on something else for Infinity Kitchen. Also not typing-to-posting-to-here... and again that one is largely written on my laptop (but only after a bunch of failed somethings written on my phone that I'll cannibalize into something else some day).

And I've been writing a D&D module, too. A side adventure in Justin Sirois's INVERT world and playtesting it with friends which has been a blast and eye-opening and invigorating as a writer and an experience-maker. Playtesting a game puts your sense of audience as a writer on a whole different playing field. And I got to name a boat "The Loving Boulder" which might be the worst boat name ever. And embracing my inner nerd which sounds whatever, but really is tying a line back to my past where I read a lot of that stuff and didn't have a crew to play with -- I was that RPG nerd... at 8 and 10 and 14. But FTR it made me SLAY at the myth stuff whenever that floated into lit classes.

And I'm writing morning pages everyday because I believe in that, but those are private and I'd say they are "just for me" but they are barely that in the way you'd normally say that. Morning pages for me are about exercise. Like athletes staying limber. But also the way athletes learn new things about their craft when they work out or practice. (Yes, I am talking about practice, Allen.)

So I'm writing a ton right now. Even if life is busy and up to my eyes at times.

And robots are very much on my mind. And the way the world is going right now -- which has been whiplashy and then some. And the new job is still new and of course a lot of a lot.

And we did TOAST at AWP in DC and raised a bunch of money for Writers in the Baltimore Schools AND had a great time doing it and I met all kinds of great people, including a partner-in-bar tending-crime-for-the-evening Sam Slaughter. And I'm not going to namecheck everyone that made it all possible and made it wonderful so please forgive me that laziness of typing this morning.

But I'm keeping on. And I have no idea why I'm putting all this here and now.

But hey, in a couple weeks NaPoWriMo will start up again (April 1, naturally) and I'll be putting poems here everyday again, so there's that.

And would you believe me if I told you that all this was written pretty much the same way as all the poems? Except with link-looking-up.

Be well.

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

February 12, 2017

What the Continuation

One button, two buttons, three buttons, four.

Mathematical perceptions-insights-intentions meet constant awe and unintentional gendered preference, some say. Then photography and all its chemistry and Marie Curie and all her hands and countless other stories countless because we forgot to tell them and remember them and write them down but we're not done.

Bright eyes the thing not the guy, good lighting, turn of the century wall paper, wall hangings, low-slung couches and other couches, too. Piles of things surrounded by piles of people with piles of thoughts.

Views from high places.
Street-level views.
360-degree photography and shoot I don't have the degree symbol on this keyboard because that little circle woulda been perfect just there.

Sunday is in motion on the edge of the edge of the edge. Carbs are a good idea at times like these

as in, Eat 'em if you got 'em.

Location:N St NW,Washington,United States

February 7, 2017

The Things I Would Say

I mean the noise

I mean a taste in your throat you just can't run from

Baggage claim, ticket stubs, the bad kind of Saturday morning however rare it is or was

Motion on top of motion on top of motion

And then friends all around

No. No.


Location:Seabrook Rd,Lanham,United States

February 6, 2017

I Mean

So many of me
So so many of me

So many of you
So so many of youz

Your hair
Your car
Your diamond rings

You're real
You're there
You're what you mean

The weather, the weasel, the westward wind

The winches, the witches, the when you win

My friend Taylor
My friend Justin
And then Houston and New Orleans

There's something
There's nothing
That's what I mean

Location:I-195 E,Hanover,United States

January 25, 2017

What You Take Where

Animal husbandry picked winners and losers

What happens on an island stays surrounded by water

A flag can bear any number of messages

There you go again with your Scottish trumpet down the only road I've ever known

A seed, a water bear, certain fungal spores

A wind, the tides, polar drift

My kingdom for a Prince?

Whatever happens from here vs. whatever

Whatever ever after

Watch it bend around the atmosphere

Watch it break and you'll be waiting a long time

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

January 23, 2017

Again the Sun, Always the Sun

Give me battery life
Give me cheesecloth

The perfect pour
The interrupted huddle

Hidden driveway signs
Sign language line of sight

Fact: treads wear
Fact: tastes can be acquired

High fidelity recordings
Fields frown into the distance

Drizzle paving the way for fog
Country roads ebb in the brush

Don't worry the marine layer
You will be home before you know it

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

January 22, 2017

Is this app working yet?

I haven't abandoned this blog. It's just my standard posting utility crapped out and I've been searching for what's next.

Still been writing.
Been doing a lil bit of Instagram poetry-posting in the meantime.
Been thinking about transitioning all this to a new platform, but not so seriously.
Been busy with a new job and a hella buncha adjusting.

I'll get back on top of things and get this sorted.

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

December 3, 2016

It's December Is What's Next

(I was away from here all November as I worked on a novel-that-became-a-novella-to-be over here: ... I don't know if that link is going to work, I'm a little limited here. Anyway it's good to be back to thumb-typing what with the novel-now-novella being mostly finger-types, but true to form I snuck some thumb-typed sections in there and it'll be interesting to see if I can spot the difference when I start editing in a few months. And it'll also be interesting to see what I do with it / about it if I can spot it. More? Less? As a device? And so on.)

Things change you

What do they call these shades that are translucent or semi-transparent or whatever like the opposite of black out shades

Haze out
Wash out
But "out" is the wrong word what's the word for "half out" instead or Quarter or 10%

You've used photoshop you get what I mean

There are those slides everywhere

God bless the Bronx for what they did or wherever else the cross fade came from

Who gets there first vs. who gets there the loudest vs. fuck all y'all

Hands in the air like like like

Heads nod like like like like

I don't know what you need from me and I don't know what I need so here we are as in here comes 2017 like whoah

Apple blossoms? Rain gaps? Fantasy everything?

Press accuses careerism while forever forevers ever

After which after who after when

I mean, who that which. Which because. That this that there.

Pause-breathe, think-exhale, smile-double, step-step like snap.

October 18, 2016

Salvage Salvo Scripture

Something like softening everything

Station after station seeks same

Strenuous sauntering in the heat, they'd say

That which which when whenever, they'd say

I'm here! I'm here!

Sideways or refraction falls short

They don't get it

The hand waving, the small pile of drift wood lit up on the beach because it's all the drift wood we could find

Not bad for a Wednesday but it isn't Wednesday

Keeping track of your goods when it's never gonna get any better

And then new things born every day and more sunshine and all the things that happen when you dissolve salt in water

They know the signs and you're ready

Pat pat pat

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

October 10, 2016

Cancellations Due to Weather

It's not whether
Wherever you
Forget forget forget
Final sounds are finished songs
Surround sounding sinking sunk
And then Tuesday
And then Wednesday
And then the wood you lean on
Six shots sinking sunk
Quieter times
Always the sun

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

October 9, 2016

All Systems Locked Up in the Dark

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

October 7, 2016

All Manner of Not-Good-for-Me-s

Location:N Franklintown Rd,Baltimore,United States