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Friday, July 25th, 2008

Time:8:52 am.
Leni, in two years let's move to a beach. Okay? It doesn't matter where. I'll work in a coffee shop surf shop grocery store apple orchard pancake house boat dock farmer's market don't even care. I want to be able to walk outside barefoot all year round, sit on rocks and watch the ocean, ride my bike down a flat street to work, drink coffee on a tiny porch and finish every run with a swim.
I'm a little restless and I think it's all the time spent inside. I don't even have any freckles this summer because I haven't been outdoors long enough for them to surface.

On Sunday I start my two-week residency (aka writing camp) at Goucher. I haven't written anything besides descriptions of shoes and ugly clothing since last semester's poetry class ended. I feel like I need to do something to loosen up.
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Thursday, June 12th, 2008

Time:12:25 pm.
You know, I will never forget watching game six of the Kings/Lakers Western Conference Finals in 2002. My little Sacramento-loving heart broke all over the place when they called that foul on Bibby instead of on Kobe Bryant.

I knew it. I knew it.

http://sports.espn.go.com/nba/news/story?id=3436401
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Wednesday, June 11th, 2008

Time:10:38 am.
I've spent the last nine months falling completely in love with poetry -- consequently, it's all I've been writing. I haven't taken a fiction class in almost two years, which is insane, and I miss it. There's a bit of a short story taking slow and uncertain form in my head, and I'd like to get it down before the MFA program starts, because that will mean all nonfiction, all the time.

Anyway, this is from the best class I had during my undergrad career -- last semester's Advanced Poetry. It's a sestina, which is like the Rubik's Cube of poetry forms. (Let's see if I still remember how to do a cut, shall we?)

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I'm thisclose to registering for the Philly Marathon -- I'm already signed up for the half, and my ex-professor (which I suppose makes her my friend?) gave me the training program that she uses. She wants me to try to qualify for Boston, which is hysterical, but apparently Philly is almost completely flat. That makes me think it's slightly less impossible while still being totally impossible.
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Wednesday, June 4th, 2008

Time:1:22 pm.
I am:

a college graduate (holler, English and Creative Writing!)
employed (GSI Interactive -- writing about shoes, toys, and hideous clothing. I kind of love the crap out of it -- my co-workers are amazing.)
moving (with Leni, to Norristown, PA, since I currently drive an hour or more to my job from Allentown)
going to grad school (at Goucher College, for an MFA in Creative Nonfiction. The program is low-res so I can keep my job and possibly not be dead broke when I'm finished)
running (like a motherfucker to train for a 20-mile run and the Philly half-marathon)
single (ehhh, so it goes. Hello, Philadelphia!)
back (...I think. I miss writing. I miss this.)
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Thursday, February 8th, 2007

Time:8:40 am.
Observational poeemmmm. I pretty much feel like I ignore the guidelines for all of our poetry assignments and just write whatever I want, but since I'm not even getting credit for the class, I also don't care ;)


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Monday, January 29th, 2007

Time:3:16 pm.
Autobiographical poem wooo.

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Alsooo I have applied for a summer internship with Runner's World Magazine. That is probably the closest I will ever come to someone paying me to run, and also the closest thing to the most perfect job for me in the history of ever. If I don't get it, I'll probably just go ahead and work at Rita's for the rest of my life, because..really.
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Monday, January 22nd, 2007

Subject:..you tell me with your hips and your lips are moving slowly now
Time:12:16 pm.
..hmmm. I'm not sure how I go for over a month without posting..I have no real excuses. Things are all really, really good. Like, chest-swelling good. Last semester went off perfectly (4.0 betches.), and this semester seems to be starting off in the same right direction -- I've got 21 credits, plus I'm auditing a poetry class, but I'm excited about all of them (except Micro Economics, because..right). Anyway, even though the poetry class doesn't count for anything, I feel like I'll probably put more effort into that class than I will into any other (except advanced nonfic, perhaps). Which is totally fine with me. I'll probably end up posting most of my writing for those two classes in here, so I should be around more often. Hope everyone is doing well..I've been keeping up with you guys, but I'll do better. I promise.

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p.s.: If anyone feels like listening to a really fun, mellow band, check out Springline Drive on myspace.com. They're my friends and they're super.
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Monday, December 4th, 2006

Time:8:54 pm.
So, NaNo didn't exactly work out -- I feel like as soon as I decided to do it, I got swamped with schoolwork/life in general...but really what happened is I just suck a lot. I do want to thank eolivet, chili_powda and justspies for reading and for being so ridiculously sweet and supportive of my attempts to novel ;) You guys are awesome. eolivet, I have finals and a million projects due this week and next week, but as soon as I get any semblance of free time, I am locking myself away with your work -- I absolutely cannot wait to read what you've written, dude. I'm sure it's amazing.

Umm, this is my (pretty much) finished screenplay for the screenwriting class that took over my life this semester. If anyone's bored and wants to read it and, you know, come up with a title for me, I'd pretty much love you forever even though I clearly will already.

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Tuesday, November 7th, 2006

Time:8:29 am.
I'm so behiiiiiind. Also: it's 3:30 in the am and I've been working on things that are NOT my novel for the past five and a half hourrrrsss. Boo, school.

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Friday, November 3rd, 2006

Time:7:49 pm.
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Wednesday, November 1st, 2006

Time:8:41 pm.
Turns out NaNo is just an excuse for me to write a (very long) series of (very disconnected) run-on sentences. Good luck to everyone else participating, by the way -- Happy November! :)

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Wednesday, October 25th, 2006

Time:6:08 pm.
second person yeeeaaahhhh. (because i canwant to.)
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Wednesday, October 18th, 2006

Subject:i hope it's good so she doesn't have to fake it
Time:12:13 pm.
So..NaNo? What?

I'm really thinking about trying it again this year...and getting pretty excited about the idea, too, actually. I was worried about juggling work/friends/running/writing 50,000 words in a month, but at least by November, cross-country will be almost over, and even though I'll start half-marathon training as soon as it's finished, running on my own will definitely take up less time.

I'm totally just trying to convince myself this is an acceptable thing for me to do -- I was also worried about writing a screenplay for class at the same time, but I think what I may do is kind of write the novel version of the screenplay I'm working on, since that idea came from the very beginning of a novelish idea I had over the summer anyway. I feel like doing that could either be really awesome for both pieces of work, or really awful.

Aaaaanyway. As of now, yes. I'm going to sign up. And if I sign up, I'm going to fucking finish this shit, because nothing feels worse than getting any number of words into NaNo and then stopping. I'd like to be completely consumed with something I'm creating again, I think. (not to mention -- we can be completely consumed together and i think i'll love spending a month that way.)

Project Runway finale tonight :D. I don't know what's going to happen to my Wednesday nights from now on, though.
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Wednesday, October 4th, 2006

Time:12:59 pm.
Even at the height of my obsession with Atwood’s “this is a reconstruction”, I don’t think I realized how perfect it was. Is.

[You knew that night. Her footfalls (easy; familiar, and new) against your sidewalk loosened your strangled airways. Oxygen pummeled your wanting, shrunken lungs, and breathing (again, for the first time) was far more than enough.
Living, since, has been one long sigh of relief.]

309. Running. 18SJ. Writing (slowly. but writing.). Amaretto sours. Reading, Pennsylvania. Sunday mornings.



…yes.
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Friday, August 18th, 2006

Time:12:44 am.
Snakes on a Plane?

No no.

18 South Jefferson Productions brings you: Bats in a House.


(again.)


Jeeeesus.
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Wednesday, August 16th, 2006

Time:6:09 pm.
And I said I wanted to write this summer..Collapse )
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Friday, July 14th, 2006

Subject:it went down at the gay parade
Time:1:31 pm.
I feel like everytime I make a journal entry lately, it's because I've just seen Guster.
Because I just saw Guster, last night at Penn's Landing.Collapse )

I do think Matt Nathanson saved my life last night, though, and probably Stash's and Danielle's, too. We didn't even get started driving home from the show till like 12:45ish, and I felt like there was this giant, widening gap between my brain and my eyes. It was such an odd feeling, but Danielle put Matt Nathanson on, which pretty much made everything okay.

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Saturday, June 24th, 2006

Subject:maybe you will always be just a little out of reach
Time:11:34 pm.
Guster's new CD is amazing. I was apprehensive about it, just because sometimes I feel like I expect too much out of them and I worry that maybe someday they won't quite reach the level of incredible I hold them at -- and then they go and do something like start their own encore chant or open for themselves at a concert, or tell me they love my hair (!!), OR put out an album like "Ganging Up On the Sun", which I loved immediately. There are one or two songs that still haven't completely grown on me, but for the most part, I'm obsessed. Amber, Ash and I saw them do an in-store show/signing Friday at Tower Records in Philly -- so good. They tried to play The Beatles' "The Two of Us", but couldn't remember the lyrics, so Ryan looked them up on his cell phone and had the kid in front of us hold the phone up while they read the words. Hah. Then Brian wanted to play "Getting Even", but none of them could remember how it went. "Uh, we'll play a real song after this." It was super chill and just genuinely fun.

Theeennnnn I went to Def Leppard/Journey with Cristy and Colby, and Jesus Christ, I have never seen so many crazy drunk people in my entire life. It was ridiculous. And by ridiculous, I clearly mean one of the best times ever. Steve Perry is pretty much my boyfriend. I didn't know much Def Leppard before the show, but I felt like I didn't even need to -- it was killer to just listen to them/watch everyone go nuts.

Sometimes I try to write poetry. And sometimes when I do, I rip off Rebecca Pancoast (uh, because I want to be just like you. duh.)

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Thursday, June 8th, 2006

Time:5:22 pm.
listen well: i want to drive so fast my steering wheel shakes and i want to push my skin against your skin (every night) and i want to walk (again) with you on glitter-stained streets and oh god, yes.
i want to love you madly.
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Tuesday, June 6th, 2006

Time:9:14 am.
I want to write again so badly.

That hasn't happened for what feels like a really long time.

Sometimes people are so good it hurts.




(i'm investigating a murder right now for the newspaper. haha. life is amazing.)
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