The tattoo has a story, and in many ways is a story. In our discussion of Dorothy Parker’s Elbow this week, we look a the tattoos’ stories and their scars.
What Do Tattoos Mean: Dorothy Parker’s Elbow Book Club
Tattoos are permanent and must, therefore, mean something more than “a picture on the skin.” Join our book club discussion on Dorothy Parker’s Elbow.
Book Club: Dorothy Parker’s Elbow: Tattoos on Writers, Writers on Tattoos
Whether one is inked from head to toe or repelled by the very notion of a tattoo, there’s no escaping that tattoos fascinate. Join us in September for a new book club selection, Dorothy Parker’s Elbow: Tattoos on Writers, Writers on Tattoos.
National Poetry Month: poemcrazy: Open the Window
Poems and dreams gather fragments of our days and piece them back together in whimsical, even frightening ways. Join us for our latest ‘poemcrazy’ discussion.
National Poetry Month: poemcrazy: Hi There Stars
Sometimes poetry is just begging not to be understood. In this week’s ‘poemcrazy’ book club installment, we’re invited to ‘not think, not understand.’
National Poetry Month: poemcrazy: Listening to Ourselves
We’re reading ‘poemcrazy: freeing your life with words’ together at Tweetspeak for National Poetry Month. This week, we talk about listening to ourselves.
National Poetry Month: poemcrazy: following words
We’re reading ‘poemcrazy: freeing your life with words’ together this month at Tweetspeak. Are you reading along?
National Poetry Month: poemcrazy (Book Club Announcement)
Join us for our next book club title, ‘poemcrazy’ by Susan Goldsmith Wooldridge, just in time for National Poetry Month.
The Novelist: What’s the Big Idea in Fiction?
How long must you lie on the floor staring at the ceiling before you’re ready to write that story? We’re discussing The Novelist by L.L. Barkat in our new Tweetspeak Book Club. Come on in and join us.
Book Club Announcement: The Novelist
The Novelist is a book that can be read in a sitting or two (maybe three, if you’re having trouble finding your tea basket). We invite you to join us around the Tweetspeak coffee table for our latest book club beginning November 28.
Ordinary Genius: Rhythm, Rhyme and the Sonnet
Kim Addonizio says writing form poetry can teach you economy and structure and take you unexpected places. But what if you have no sense of rhythm? Can you still write a sonnet? LW Lindquist wraps up our Ordinary Genius book club this week with enough iambic pentameter to make you scream.
Ordinary Genius: Myths and Fairy Tales
Terrible things happen in fairy tales. Even in the watered-down Disney versions, stepmothers try to poison their stepdaughters, children are lost in the woods and captured to be eaten, young women are imprisoned in towers. LW Lindquist leads our latest book club discussion on Kim Addonizio’s Ordinary Genius.
Ordinary Genius: Entering Poetry (part 2)
Poetry asks for your intelligence and spirit. It is hard work, but good work. Come along with Kim Addonizio and enter poetry by working on your lines…
Ordinary Genius: Entering Poetry
The other day I stumbled onto an old Google Talk conversation with a friend, from about a year ago. The conversation went something like this: Friend: I lurked at the Tweetspeak Twitter party last night. Me: I can’t do the Tweetspeak. Too confusing. Friend: I was lost. I’m too literal. Me: L.L. tagged me on […]
Ordinary Genius: Book Club Announcement
You could say I’m playing around with writing a sonnet today, as long as your definition of “playing around” is broad enough to include tapping aimlessly on my desk to The Guess Who’s Bus Rider. Our Canadian columnist Matthew Kreider loaned me one of his famous Ticonderoga pencils this weekend. It keeps a terrific desktop 70s beat, […]
The Anthologist: Motion
I found Paul Chowder at the Tip O’Neill building. He was in the passport office cajoling the bureaucrats into renewing his travel documents just days before his departure to Switzerland for some big international poetry doings because he didn’t realize he’d expired. I was there for my once-a-decade passport renewal even though I had no […]
The Anthologist: Pluck the Day
I scheduled a date with Paul Chowder on Friday. We were supposed to hang out and talk about Sara Teasdale. He’d been going on about how some poets spend too much time thinking about death, like going to a movie and just waiting for the credits, which my dad taught me are very interesting if you […]
The Anthologist: Conversation in a Laundromat
I moved upstairs to the kitchen to work. I don’t like the kitchen much. It reminds me of all the times I have to cook, and cooking is not something I enjoy. Sometimes when I cook, there’s a fire, and I’m not sure the fire extinguisher was recharged after the last one. It wasn’t my […]
The Anthologist: Book Club Invitation
Paul Chowder is a lonely writer who would have an anthology of poetry to his credit, if he could just get the introduction written and submitted to his editor. It seems, however, that this self-proclaimed “study in failure” cannot. His longtime girlfriend has left him and he is alone in the barn, trying to write […]
The Artist’s Way: Conclusion
The Artist’s Way: If growth “is a spiral process, doubling back on itself, ” we don’t need to eat a whole carp in a day.