I've spent the last 15 months bleeding. It's true. Uncontrollable and heavy as hell. I wrote a piece on it for Salon. But that was only 5 months in! I still bled for 10 MORE months! Finally, after blood transfusions, iron transfusions, and a recent medical procedure, I am only bleeding a little bit, and… Continue reading Come Follow My Hike in Scotland (West Highland Way)
I’ve learned today I need to work on my literary citizenship
What do we mean by “literary citizenship”? At Salon, Becky Tuch sums it up nicely:
…most agree that good Literary Citizenship entails buying from local bookstores, attending readings, subscribing to literary magazines, interviewing writers, reviewing books, reading a friend’s manuscript, blurbing books, and so on.
And while Tuch (and I) agree with the spirit of these activities, she questions their hidden purpose. Why must we be literary citizens? Because publishers barely market mid-list and literary authors. Because Amazon has radically changed the bookstore and Wattpad has disrupted the publishing pipeline. But as Tuch points out,
the burden to ameliorate the negative effects of these industry changes falls not upon those responsible for said changes, but upon writers.
We must market. We must build platform. We must generate enough profit that the publisher will ask us to make more money for them…
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That's what my essay which recently appeared at Salon should've been titled. But I didn't think of this perfect title until my essay was already turned in and on its way to legendary viral status. Some of that last sentence is true. Instead, the essay was published with my placemark name- "The Menopause Checkup." Right?… Continue reading Lady Parts in Revolt
Enjoy it now, it only gets harder, I think twenty, thirty times a day. The dusty ribbon of dirt I follow winds through dry, prickly plants intent on leaving faint tracks of blood along my shins as I pass by. Fist sized rocks appear, scattered on the trail as if spilled from some impetuous child’s toy box.… Continue reading This is What the Trail Teaches Me:
Remember Tic-Toc, the mechanical man from the Wizard of Oz? (Does Everything But Live.) He had to be wound up to operate, and eventually, his inner workings would slow down like a roulette wheel until he stopped; Stuck inside a frozen body. Looking out through unresponsive eyes; alive, but unmoving. Life in a tin… Continue reading Time Machine