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story of sex 4 / spectral mistresses

We have reached the end of sex stories. For now, at least.

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I really enjoyed doing this collage, especially after what felt like a lot of disorder in the previous ones (in this sex series). In contrast, this one is more focused and the black and white arrangement is easy on the eye.
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Story of sex 3: you should

I am feeling less than talkative this morning, so today: a couple of photos and a major prompt.

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ENIGMA PROMPT FOR THE YOUNG AND OLD:

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Story of Sex 2 / boatbuilding supplies

The second story is fairly similar to the way I behave on any plumbing aisle. All those pipes and fittings, with names so dirty, and me whispering / chanting them to myself until overcome with bawdy hysterics.

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In all honesty, this was a fun page to make. It feels a little private/intimate, but not so much as to be excluded from a public blog. They are just boat-building supplies, after all. Continue reading “Story of Sex 2 / boatbuilding supplies”

The Storys of Sex

Which once was Essex, but oh, sex is so much better. Ever since I saw this beautiful headline I have been waiting to use it, saving it up, plotting and planning. And yes, it was just as fun and satisfying as I thought it would be.

But I could not limit myself to just one — it is “storys” after all (Story in this case is a surname, hence the odd pluralization).

So far I have created four stories/poems. I may or may not do more.

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Now, for a word about PROCESS.

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A Riverkeeper

This past week I’ve been doing a lot of work on my poetry thesis: organizing it into three possible orders and working out themes and sections and all that. Each time I’d figure out one potential way into the manuscript, I’d take a break to finish a collage / poem.

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Diversions like experimental writing can be quite useful for the writer–especially the writer who is entrenched in a project. I’d go as far as to say this is the most lovely stage of editing: the diversions. Continue reading “A Riverkeeper”

The Interrogation of the Ways

Today an image heavy post, with a sparse poem to accompany. In this case, I worked on the poem first, and then finished the image. Sometimes, certain words just pop out. In my case, it was “take care.”16-the-interrogation-of-the-ways-3

Also, never underestimate the incredible power of white paint piled against yellowed pages. Continue reading “The Interrogation of the Ways”

THE REAL MYSTIC’S MUSEUM of the One WATER, Volumes I-V

This week is all about the process, because making this page required more effort than any other page so far. I am going to actually give you a step-by-step for this, so you really can follow along if you like. The following is all one big prompt.

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I found one nice, neat page in my magazine. This was originally a review of a series of boat building books. This allowed me to have 5 spots for poems. Continue reading “THE REAL MYSTIC’S MUSEUM of the One WATER, Volumes I-V”

“what you hear is a map of sound”

14-what-you-hear-1-1Today, a full page image/poem, meant to be a continuation of “bend and break in silence.”

For this poem I used a very simple process. I highlighted all instances of the word “sound” and then whited everything else out. I love using this technique because it lets you choose to leave some words only partly obscured, such as in the title image.

So, this is your creative prompt. Focus today on one word. Preferably a word that means something to you. Silence / Sound / Bend / Break. Continue reading ““what you hear is a map of sound””

silenced violence

(don’t) Bend and Break in Silence

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What you need to know about today

Not justified. And I drove to the grocery store, the store I visit weekly, past the place where the flags and lights and tributes are still set up. Today, cameras. Today, voices. Today, news. But still, no resurrection.

Too many bodies. Too much silence. Too much broken.

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