the story i posted on friday, ‘the spring slowly emerged from winter‘ got me thinking on my quiet drive back from stillwater yesterday (still no stereo in my car). it got me thinking about what the story was, why i’d written it, and i discovered i like what it’s about and why i’d written it.
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categorically an allegory
December 20, 2004
country roads, take me home, to the place i belong
December 10, 2004
i often think about why i write. what point is it that i want to make? i’ve had a hard time nailing that down. thinking about the road jim walsh has pursued (see previous post) and now thinking about what gary snyder once said, that the work of the poet is to give voice to [...]
an ode to writer’s block, in limerick form
December 8, 2004
there was once a guy from st. paul who wanted to write or do nothing at allhe picked up his pen and sat down in his den and took a long hard look at the wall
Protected: well, of course i’ve been boycotting baxter
November 24, 2004
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
plans for weekend: stalking
November 24, 2004
hmm… so charles baxter found himself some digs in the fashionable neighborhood up and behind the walker art center when he got the job at the u.maybe it’s time for me to pay him a little a visit and get some resolution on the exchange i had when he did a reading at the weismann [...]
the other night i dreamt i caught a brookie
November 24, 2004
i’m always revising what i write. and with my story “every cast the opportunity for perfection,” i’ve been meticulously going over it for about the twentieth time. there’s many reasons, some which i’ll keep to myself, but mostly it’s because i can’t wait until next season when i intend to keep a detailed fishing journal.
I [...]