Emily and Me in Isolation

Memorizing poems is a practice that’s nourishing, meaningful, and entirely unproductive from an economic standpoint.

Garbage Work, Not Garbage Person

With some regularity, a wounded writer appears, whether in my office or in these online spaces. Although the contexts vary, the type of wounding is remarkably similar: some gatekeeper has taken it upon him or herself to judge the writer unfit. This judgment often takes the form of unsolicited advice about a change in career.

The Water of Attention

Without attention, the projects behave badly, turning a little weird. Job application, I think, why did you get so ponderous and stale? You, book proposal, what are these funny little sentences? And, as they curdle, I start to resent them: uggh, why are you still kicking around? Isn’t it time for you to graduate or get a job or something?

Yeah, but did you puke? (why I take classes)

Riffing on Portlandia, we’ve decided that any charcoal disaster can be solved by “putting a pear on it.” My drawings are full of pears that exist nowhere in the original still life.

For Your New Year: The Outbox

I suspect that lots of writers engage in a similarly optimistic to-do list shuffle, bumping failed or failed-for now projects from calendar to calendar

Out of sight….

Hard to do something when you don’t have the supplies or even know where they are.

MaMaWriMo?

It’s hard to wake up earlier in the morning to write when small people are already demanding breakfast at 5am.

“I have a tendency to overcomplicate my prose, and feeling a bit depleted forces simplification.” Featured artist: Amy Hammer

This week we’re featuring author Amy Hammer. Amy writes books that help readers celebrate and cultivate glorious flavors and meaningful lives. Through her website, she shares stories and recipes that bring both health and pleasure. Her previous work, the cookbook Happy Belly, is a celebration of food and a work of advocacy for the Down syndrome community….