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thought

25 Sep

When it’s quiet,

be loud

in your head.

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thought

25 Sep

IMG_7979-0Week about to start, and my attitude is, truly, “BRING IT ON.” I’m at the point in my life where week’s don’t mean anything.  Monday, Thursday, Friday, the weekend.  Everyday I’m working to elevate my story and improve life for me, my family.  Demand the same of yourself.  You’ll feel something, I promise, if you test your Self.  Don’t stop, don’t let yourself get tired, and certainly don’t let yourself make excuses.  Actuate… actuate everything… everything you want.  I had a long day today at the winery but I’m still going and I have ZERO interest in slowing and assuredly no intention of stopping.

Thinking about life and how short it is, how curt it continues to be… but that’s me obsessing over time.  Why do that, when I could be capitalizing on the minute I’m in.. this very breath, right now on the couch typing and contributing to this story of mine.. babies upstairs…. Everyone—  Dash at every assignment in this class as you do your dreams, as this class is a contributor to your life, your dreams, everything.  Tomorrow’s Monday, but that’s wholly insignificant.  All your breaths are Monday and Friday, all days, blended.  Seize.  There’s composition in your Now, elementally and anatomically.

thought

22 Sep

21:34.  Love the hour, the sound of the dishwasher, even that goddamn dog barking behind the studio.  Everything is speaking to me— the Goofy stuffed animal doll-thing I bought Ms. Austen, the remote next to me, the dormant TV.  All around me encourages writing, reflection, some type of reaction.  Planning on waking earlier than early tomorrow, and I see it as more than a mere slice of feasible.  Why?  No distraction tonight, to sway to anywhere left, right.  I’m here stationed on this couch listening to a reading of Austen’s ‘P&P’.  These characters and the family dynamic and persistence to dilemma…. I can only think, and can only see Self lecturing on it, or establishing some purpose in her prose.  The words arrive then leave, and I switch to Coltrane, his thoughts through notes as mine through and by words.. everything making some odd sort of sense to a writer but then I calm and situate in my love for the hour, this hour, here in the studio—  Babies upstairs resting and me realizing as I said in class today that life is short, that you need actuate with urgency and both writers we discuss realize and rile just that.

Night… equanimity.  Similar but contrasting the harsh hour of morning, the 04:00 proposal I have before self.  What are you doing now?  What are you doing in the morning?  Are you testing yourself?  Your life is your life and you should be the puppet master I more than just one oscillation.  Stamp your own passport, sign your own form, deliver your own direction…. Tonight, promise yourself that tomorrow will be a plume of new notes…

Listening to Ellington & Coltrane’s “In A Sentimental Mood”.  One of my favorite tracks.  And that’s me, now, seeing all that can be met and seen and sensed, in the immediate form and locale.  Study tirelessly…. Yodel in YOU.  Prizes are promised, long as you self-test and actuate in the formed fate that you write, form.

Want to learn something today?

14 Sep

Something useful?

An essay is just one thing.

One thing created by you, from ideas within YOU.

So stop complicating it!

Be

14 Sep

brave,

creative,

YOU.

thought

12 Sep

Some days you just have so much floating around your head— or maybe not even floating around but zooming and speeding by and making anything difficult to track down or catch up to.  What do you do with these days?  How do you manage?  How do you get a handle on it, on anything that speeds by and around you?  I have an idea… don’t.  Don’t fight what’s in place, but work with it.  Let it feel and fuel and contribute to your character and its moments.  Right now as I’m typing this I’m hungry and annoyed at the hammering on the roof above me, in Emeritus Hall, where the air conditioning is pulsing its frigid pulses much more intently than it should.  I’m not complaining, I’m letting it forward my story, my time here in this seat.  I’m not moving.  If anything, it empowers and enriches.

What do you do when the day seems to want to interfere with you and your composure?  Again, when you have so much going on it’s hard to catch or catch up to any one item or priority?  There is no versatile solution, as everything time this happens it requires a different elemental fix.

English 100 – 9/12/17

12 Sep

15:00 to 15:15 — Stories/Creative.

15:15 to 15:45 — Proposals… review, present, group exercises for Essay 1.

15:45 to 16:00 — Ideas on compare and contrast (“Deconstruction”), discoveries…. Positions on Plath, connections and possible connections.

16:00 to 16:10 — Discussion on Paper.  Draft Due a week from today, Final Draft Due 9/21.

4 pages, “MY Position” … a definite statement, or argument on two pieces.

16:10 to 16:20 — Creatively Critical… how strong essays are written.

16:20 to 16:30 — Close, questions, HW.

16:30 to 16:50 – Meetings…