“A writer’s notebook is not a diary. Writers react. Writers need a place to record these reactions. That’s what a writer’s notebook is for. It gives you a place to write down what makes you angry or sad or amazed, to write down what you noticed and don’t want to forget. A writer’s notebook gives you a place to live like a writer.” - Ralph Fletcher
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I lived 12 miles west of Ground Zero on September 11, 2001.
I practically watched 9/11 from my kitchen window, I tell people.
So now, in 2012, I obsessively scan the News. I’m always watching for warning signs, a hint that something terrible is about to happen, again.
I read. I analyze. I ask a lot of questions. I need to understand the world I’m in.
I need this because I must protect my family. I must let them know if it’s time to run, or when it is time to duck, as I tell my friends. I’m the family look out.
And so, I think when I externalize that, when I project that obsessive monitoring onto Twitter and Facebook and other social media, I think my underlying motivation—protect the people I love with information—is what people respond to.
Then again, I could be wrong. It might just the “retired ass model” thing.
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When I first started blogging, my best friend made a flyer for me. #poet
How I respond to threatening letters from debt collectors. #ows #occupy #writer #poet
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We should be conscious of the irreducible complexity of each life the war touched.
Christian Appy, Working Class War
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This is my 1,000th @tumblr post. As always, I thank you for reading along. #poet #writer
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Seriously, dude. We work too much. #quote via @Bodhi519 #cat #FelineZenMaster
In Trouble: a prose #poem
I got in trouble once, in school, for getting a D on some quiz. My teacher, fired years later for abuse, a town scandal, my teacher made me stand next to my desk as she circled, her heals clacking, as she berated, with her witch eyes staring: They said you’re supposed to be so smart, Charlie. So, what’s this? This quiz is just pathetic! When I finally started crying, she turned to my shocked classmates and declared: At least HE cares about his grades! Second Grade was a long year.
via @CharlesBivona
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“Son of the 99%” #Twitter #poem
