Let’s face it, life is full of stuff for our nervous systems to chew on. Not always fun.
Today, lets take a break from all of the things our heads are subject to figuring out—I need a good laugh and some light hearted thinking. 141 more words
I think I was probably a fully paid-up hippy in the 1970s, and that means I read quite a bit of what I suppose must be hippy-lit in those days, too, writers like Richard Brautigan, Jack Kerouac and William Burroughs, as well as others like Hermann Hesse who, though not hippies themselves, were adopted by them. 543 more words
Selected from thousands of submissions by Washington poets, state poet laureate Tod Marshall’s WA129 features the overwhelming talent of the state’s writers.
Honoring Washington’s 129 years of statehood, this anthology features 129 Washington poets, some published for the first time. 166 more words
On day one (yes! April Fools’ Day!) I performed at Boundary Bay Brewery in one of my favorite poetry towns, Bellingham, Washington.
After reading both prose and poetry about my foolish young self in love, I was awarded the prize for “most eloquent reader”, by author Tom Robbins, which sort of made my evening. 143 more words
When you sit down to begin that novel of yours, the first thing you might want to do is toss a handful of powdered napalm over both shoulders—so as to dispense with any and all of your old writing teachers, the ones whose ghosts surely will be hovering there, saying such things as, “Adverbs should never be…”, or “A novel is supposed to convey…”, et cetera. 376 more words