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Look what arrived in the mail recently! Purchased from Mr. Typewriter in Florissant, MO., I got six brand new ribbons for my Royal Futura 800.
You pop the top open here…
… pressing the Red Royal button (Thanks Portable Typewriter Forum!)
Of course, I spent about 20 minutes trying and failing to figure out how to get the [...]
Elin Hilderbrand’s A Summer Affair, is supposed to be a beach read. You know this because there is an image of two cute pairs of feet kissing in the sand on the book’s cover.
The fact that this layered, well-structured and sometimes thoughtless novel is supposed to be a beach read indicates a complication not only [...]
With the window open, from my bed, the view is only grass.
It doesn’t matter if it is raining or sunny– from here I have my square of green framed in white. My life in grass.
In London, from the window of my office at Delaware Road — the first flat — my view was a damp [...]
My Lover, My Backhoe
There is something AWFUL about an abandoned blog on my Google Reader. I click and click and click on “hopeful curmudgeon” and it is always February 26, 2008. Hopeless is more like it! My own version of Groundhog Day!
I wonder what happens when people stop blogging? Did they:
Fall in a hole?
Eat [...]
Last night, I went to see A Catered Affair at the Thomas Kerr Theatre on Broadway. This was a fluke: one of the board members where I work called and said she had spare tickets for that evening, so I was off on the train to the city a few hours later.
Tom Wopat was a [...]
Or, Rather, Back to the Royal Futura 800
After a long mooning period over the romance of Zach Houston’s poetic life and a deep longing to be cut off from Gmail (though I love it so, it plagues and distracts me!), I jumped into the deep end and made a $26 ebay purchase. It arrived [...]
It’s very early and I’ve been ebaying for a typewriter.
See, I’ve got a notion of escape that– apparently– involves an almost obsolete technology. I’ve got Zach Houston on my mind today, and my escapee friend, the letter D.
As alphabets go, this year has definitely been a Silent E, so far. Very busy indeed, and absolutely [...]
I am happy to report that I received my copy of Sally Hinchcliffe’s Out of a Clear Sky in the post yesterday. It is currently out of stock on Amazon proper, but you can buy it in the U.S. through Amazon booksellers. It took about a week to arrive.
Sally’s bio in the book is typically [...]
What a Writer Looks Like
by me
She stares hard at the screen, hands clenched.
Just one index finger poised over the arrow key and
One fist gripped at her mouth.
She reads herself.
His ears are wrapped in something – maybe Mozart, maybe Britney
Name tag dangling from a shoulder
Pen rushing on the paper, running downhill since the meditative
“Go” was given. [...]
I got down with my pen and laptop at the 2008 NY Writers’ Coalition Write-a-Thon yesterday. Here is a sample of some bits I wrote–the RESULTS of the Send me a Writing Idea Competition! (selected by independent judge C. Phillips).
Runner Up - T. Mallie!
haiku for T. Mallie
lace panties annoy
the sort of girl who prefers
paper to [...]
My good friend Suzanne was kind enough to tell me about the March 2008 issue of Cosmopolitan magazine. Besides featuring the talented Rihanna on the cover, it also titallates readers and lures them over to the magazine stand with its usual circus of SEX, SEX, and CHEATING.
But that wasn’t what caught my eye and really [...]
Waking up to this blanket of snow is as unfamiliar as if I had stepped into a movie scene for White Christmas. This is the winter I imagined. This is what I expected from Connecticut. But we’ve had lovely, undefined days, mostly. The kind that almost ache in their beauty: winter sunshine stretching out as [...]
It doesn’t make sense, when the day starts with sunshine and ends, wet and unsettled, grey and cold.
It doesn’t make sense, when a friend comes. Rings the bell. Shines the light. Then disappears, shuts the door behind them, to seal in the silence.
It doesn’t make sense, at all, the emptiness of a womb, while the [...]
I am cut off from myself.
A dividing line runs through me.
If you are looking for me, here I am– and here I am not.
Since 2005, when the cord was cut (first temporarily, then permanently), I shut a door.
I wedged it shut.
I went out for a walk in winter and I have not returned.
See? I [...]
Back in October I somehow found out about the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Competition. I don’t even remember how, or why I took the time to submit my novel. Part of me thinks it was because:
a) I never expected it to go anywhere and
b) It was easy: just upload and forget about it.
Well, apparently my submission [...]
