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The automatic writing project started out as an activity among friends and locals. I would write a line someone else would write a line and so on... Then people would overhear us and ask if they could participate and write something too (which surprised me) of course I said "yes!" At that point I realized that lots of people have something to say. I started asking strangers to add entries, then I graduated to offering people $1.00 to participate, some people do not accept the dollar and some pay me a $1.00 (paying it forward). It's becoming quite a lovely, surprising and compelling project. People from many walks of life are participating: homeless, a news reporter, academics, students, doctors, drug addicts, lawyers, tourists etc... People have written things in my journal that they'd never say out loud, not to anyone. Some of it's so sad, some intriguing, hilarious and so on... At the end of the day, every one of these people understand that their entries are being uploaded to the internet and are comforted in knowing that they will be heard. I have no idea where this is going, but it's going just fine! FYI: English is not everyone's first language here. I will be illustrating the book/journal after the text is done. I hope that everyone who reads these entries learns something about people, mostly that we never know what someone else is going through.
Feel free to stop by my facebook page if you like: www.facebook.com/collageandautomaticwriting/
I am afraid of masks, I’ve always been,
And as a child Carnival was a nightmare.
The blank still faces, their abnormal sheen
Was just enough to throw me in despair.
There is a why: my mother rested lying
On her white bed, her face motionless white.
I asked softly: “Mama, are you crying?”
She told me back: “Go away, I’m dead, be quiet”.
I was a little girl, and this reply
Had no solution. I knew well back then:
When you don’t talk and breathe, that’s when you die.
But mama… mama… will she speak again?
She was back with her mask, her rosy coloured shield.
I’ve seen, on her real face, her sorrow unconcealed.
(Sonnet by SiRiChandra)
Pauline Yu, a Ph.D. candidate in biological sciences, prepares gels for protein electrophoresis in professor Donal T. Manahan's marine biology laboratory. Photo by: Philip Channing
The seven sisters sailed. A feather fell
And it was thunder, as they turned their head
Coiling the thin white mantles in a shell.
They tried to smile, but the thick lipstick – red –
Crumbling, marked the snowy satin stays.
And it was thunder, as they turned their head.
While whirling, her fair hair shyly ablaze,
The youngest broke down open and fell apart,
Crumbling. Marked, the snowy satin stays.
“Don’t be so silly, it won’t split your heart”,
Said the big sister, stepping on debris.
The youngest broke down open and fell apart
Vanishing in a pale foam over the sea.
The five girls, giggling, cried “They’re playing a joke!”.
Said the big sister, stepping on debris:
“That’s how it happens when the sisters meet.
The seven sisters sailed. A feather fell:
They made the storm and let the future fleet
Coiling the thin white mantles in a shell.”
(Terzanelle by SiRiChandra)
The Creative Writing Program at ASU presents author Jess Row in a reading from his work followed by a Q&A and book signing.
Row is the author of White Flights: Race, Fiction, and the American Imagination, as well as the novel Your Face in Mine and the story collections The Train to Lo Wu and Nobody Ever Gets Lost. White Flights is his first book of nonfiction. One of Granta’s Best of Young American Novelists of 2007, he lives in New York and teaches at the College of New Jersey.
Book Summary
White Flights is a meditation on whiteness in American fiction and culture from the end of the civil rights movement to the present. At the heart of the book, Jess Row ties “white flight”—the movement of white Americans into segregated communities, whether in suburbs or newly gentrified downtowns—to white writers setting their stories in isolated or emotionally insulated landscapes, from the mountains of Idaho in Marilynne Robinson’s Housekeeping to the claustrophobic households in Jonathan Franzen’s The Corrections. Row uses brilliant close readings of work from well-known writers such as Don DeLillo, Annie Dillard, Richard Ford, and David Foster Wallace to examine the ways these and other writers have sought imaginative space for themselves at the expense of engaging with race.
White Flights aims to move fiction to a more inclusive place, and Row looks beyond criticism to consider writing as a reparative act. What would it mean, he asks, if writers used fiction “to approach each other again”? Row turns to the work of James Baldwin, Dorothy Allison, and James Alan McPherson to discuss interracial love in fiction, while also examining his own family heritage as a way to interrogate his position. A moving and provocative book that includes music, film, and literature in its arguments, White Flights is an essential work of cultural and literary criticism.
PRAISE
“Row has produced a thoughtful and timely meditation that serves as a call to white writers.”—Pop Matters
“This intelligent collection is often deeply engaged in realms of philosophy and literary theory. . . . There is something for every reader . . . in the message that fiction not only reflects but acts upon real life, and that each of us is obliged to act for justice, in reading and writing as in life.”—Shelf Awareness
“With these superb essays, Jess Row reveals himself to be an insightful critic of both literature and the American condition.”—Viet Thanh Nguyen
“Jess Row performs a much-needed analysis. . . . The landscape of the imagination, like the country itself, he argues with rich insight and brio, is neither equal nor free.”—John Keene
The College of Liberal Arts at Temple University proudly announces a handful of newly renovated “smart” classrooms for the Fall 2012 semester. These rooms, in addition to being refurbished with fresh carpeting, lighting, blinds, and oversized white boards, have been upgraded with a number of technological advances. Students and faculty assigned to the new classrooms will notice new podiums, projectors, screens and control systems.
www.cla.temple.edu/2012/09/newly-renovated-smart-classroo...
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Mike Cahill, a visiting screenwriter, meets with creative writing student David Harrison to review his script. Photo by: Philip Channing.
On Friday, the College of Liberals Arts welcomed the class of 2016 to Temple University at the Freshman Convocation assembly. More than 600 incoming freshmen gathered to hear words of encouragement, advice and wisdom from Dean Teresa Scott Soufas, Vice Dean for Academic Affairs Jayne Drake, and fellow CLA students.
Two outstanding CLA students addressed the freshmen. D’Juan Lyons, a senior majoring in Spanish Linguistics, emphasized the importance of taking advantage of resources and opportunities here at Temple University. He challenged fellow classmates to avoid shortcuts and to go forth on their new journey “wholeheartedly and with full force.” Speaking from experience, political science major Grace Osa-Edoh shared three powerful lessons with CLA freshmen. Grace encouraged her classmates to “take it one step at a time, be ready to adapt to move forward, and ask for help along the way.”
The College of Liberal Arts wishes all of its students continued success. As Vice Dean Jayne Drake said, “enjoy and embrace your time here at Temple University."
June song: over my neck an ear of corn,
Waiting for colder moments as a breather.
The daily breaks of rest are old timeworn
Speeches of dusty mentors. They are neither
Enlightened by the sunny days of June
Nor shadowed by the hottest dusk. Tired eyes
In the full black will open up to soon
Singing a song they have to improvise.
A song in June, a song we sang aloud
Driving through fields of green disturbed blades
Beheading flowers with our own head bowed
Dancing in time and acting new charades.
Old June, new songs: cicadas are still for me unseen
But heard as zigzag violins amid the mighty green.
(Sonnet by SiRiChandra)
The Creative Writing Program in the Department of English hosts alumni Allegra Hyde (MFA 2015) and H. Lee Barnes (MFA 1992) for a reading from their work.
Allegra Hyde is the author of the 2016 John Simmons Short Fiction Award winning collection “Of this New World.”
H. Lee Barnes is the author of numerous books including “Dummy Up and Deal,” “When We Walked Above the Clouds,” and “Minimal Damage.”
Don’t talk no more: your words are only noise
Annoying me out of my brain. Your lips
Are moving, and your white teeth are toys
On a red chessboard, in a white ellipse.
I will not talk: because my words are aimless,
Never you’ll have the right ways to my mind.
Willingly I would give you a key for access:
I am sure you’ll grope around, because you’re blind.
Am I blind too, if I can’t find your key?
Is there a key that I can’t see, in words?
Are words the keys that - as we talk - we spree?
Around us, words lay spilled, afterwards.
I’ll listen to your eyes, because they cannot lie
And you will watch in mine, waiting for the dark night.
(Sonnet by SiRiChandra)
The automatic writing project started out as an activity among friends and locals. I would write a line someone else would write a line and so on... Then people would overhear us and ask if they could participate and write something too (which surprised me) of course I said "yes!" At that point I realized that lots of people have something to say. I started asking strangers to add entries, then I graduated to offering people $1.00 to participate, some people do not accept the dollar and some pay me a $1.00 (paying it forward). It's becoming quite a lovely, surprising and compelling project. People from many walks of life are participating: homeless, a news reporter, academics, students, doctors, drug addicts, lawyers, tourists etc... People have written things in my journal that they'd never say out loud, not to anyone. Some of it's so sad, some intriguing, hilarious and so on... At the end of the day, every one of these people understand that their entries are being uploaded to the internet and are comforted in knowing that they will be heard. I have no idea where this is going, but it's going just fine! FYI: English is not everyone's first language here. I will be illustrating the book/journal after the text is done. I hope that everyone who reads these entries learns something about people, mostly that we never know what someone else is going through.
Feel free to stop by my facebook page if you like: www.facebook.com/collageandautomaticwriting/
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Broken and ripped wings, feathers disjointed,
I will not fall, but dip into the blue
All that’s in me the clouds will rain, anointed,
During the spring when all is green anew.
From where I’m kept, I watch up and below
Counting the suns go by and the clouds race
Against the lighting while it falls, aglow;
I feel the spider weave its silver lace.
I cannot run away, I do not need
To move from here, because I see for miles,
Because we Angels do not cry or bleed:
If one is lost, another rises and smiles.
No secrets up above, no fairy stories here:
Our life a new one each day, our span is of a sphere
(Sonnet by SiRiChandra)
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"You know, I always thought 'the Ultimate Answer to the Ultimate Question, of Life, the Universe, and Everything,' being equal to '42' was a bit of a copout on Douglas Adams' part. Like, don't you think a smart guy like him would be able to come up with something a little more profound? Oh, I knew it was a joke, but I just didn't really get it. I guess he was pretty well on the right track, if you're able to read between the lines. See, we start with an advanced civilization questioning the very root meaning of existence, looking for an answer that would satisfy the age-old enquiry, 'Why are we here?' And they were smart enough to build a computer that could calculate that answer for them. For all the good it did, they might as well have spent those resources calculating pi = 3.14... to the gajillionth decimal place, when any idiot knows that that's nothing but a circle. Maybe life is a circle, maybe it's a spiral, maybe it's a whole bunch of things, but the point is this: when you're done explaining it to yourself, you can move past the question and just live it like you would have, had the question never occurred to you in the first place. I know that's unfair and not really what I mean, but seriously, maybe the Question actually is the Answer in a different form, like 'What is it? It is what it is.' So life is its own Question and its own Answer, and maybe the point is to just explore everything it has to offer and to one day maybe stop pretending we don't know what this is all about. Where we came from and where we're going... it's the same thing. And if that's so, then everything really is OK and there's nothing in this universe to be afraid of. All those things we think are really scary and bad, what are they but stuff we dreamed up to tell ourselves that it's not what it really was all along, the perfect expression of an eternally loving God?"
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I am a child no more, my face is lined,
And streaks of silver in my hair appear.
Sometimes I look so young I cannot find
My age into my story and my years.
When I wake up I don’t know who I am
My mirror shows a face I do not see.
I hide behind an easy theorem:
That is - as I would mean - I disagree.
The footpath after rain reflects a girl
That was me, jumping puddles, her shoes sogged.
I stop and watch: the surface bears a pearl
That’s a bubble of air, spit by a frog.
But if my lips would touch the amphibian’s shiny skin,
Will a jade veil conceal me, and would I turn to green?
(Sonnet bySiRiChandra)
I wonder if someone will recognize one of the lines, inspired by a song.
A very famous one.
The automatic writing project started out as an activity among friends and locals. I would write a line someone else would write a line and so on... Then people would overhear us and ask if they could participate and write something too (which surprised me) of course I said "yes!" At that point I realized that lots of people have something to say. I started asking strangers to add entries, then I graduated to offering people $1.00 to participate, some people do not accept the dollar and some pay me a $1.00 (paying it forward). It's becoming quite a lovely, surprising and compelling project. People from many walks of life are participating: homeless, a news reporter, academics, students, doctors, drug addicts, lawyers, tourists etc... People have written things in my journal that they'd never say out loud, not to anyone. Some of it's so sad, some intriguing, hilarious and so on... At the end of the day, every one of these people understand that their entries are being uploaded to the internet and are comforted in knowing that they will be heard. I have no idea where this is going, but it's going just fine! FYI: English is not everyone's first language here. I will be illustrating the book/journal after the text is done. I hope that everyone who reads these entries learns something about people, mostly that we never know what someone else is going through.
Feel free to stop by my facebook page if you like: www.facebook.com/collageandautomaticwriting/
Even though their academic interests vary from biological sciences, creative writing and theatre, (l-r) Austin Wong, Andrea Krajisnik, Aly Owen, Josh Gonzalez and Sarah Suits developed new friendships while living in residential housing. They're shown walking beside the Arts and Humanities Residential College at Parkside (left) and Parkside Apartments (background). Photo by: Philip Channing.
The College of Liberal Arts at Temple University proudly announces a handful of newly renovated “smart” classrooms for the Fall 2012 semester. These rooms, in addition to being refurbished with fresh carpeting, lighting, blinds, and oversized white boards, have been upgraded with a number of technological advances. Students and faculty assigned to the new classrooms will notice new podiums, projectors, screens and control systems.
www.cla.temple.edu/2012/09/newly-renovated-smart-classroo...
I cried for words for my personal reasons
Because their sound and meaning was to me
A weight to hard to bear, a joy, their treasons:
Our weeping has its own special degree.
Hearing a charming story is not enough.
I need a word. The sound that makes me wave
Has to be forged in sparkly metal stuff
To taste inside my mouth the echo I crave.
I visualize some words in mushroom form
Popping out of a speech and dying down
Glossy and shapeless heads, rising a storm
Of scattered seed that root at once around.
Galvanic kick, agleam, honeyed sound, rejoice:
My hair stands on my head as long I hear your voice.
(Sonnet by SiRiChandra)
“Ex-Boyfriend on Aisle 6” is the new short story collection by Susan Rodgers, associate professor of creative writing at Oregon State University. It is distributed by North Carolina-based publisher Press 53.
You could not fall into this river twice
For other waters are ever flowing on
To you, over your wrists in water ice
Bending your limbs, the neck of a black swan.
Much learning does not teach good understanding
And so I learn what water has to say
Listening as it falls, while I’m pretending
To know the language used in its wordplay.
Time is a game some children play with skills
On a red checker board, with living pawns
That believing they’re kings, on their treadmills
Are working day by day, in livid dawns.
The roads uphill and downhill are one and are the same:
A detour on a crossroad at last is mine to claim.
(Sonnet by SiRiChandra)
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I always keep my loneliness at hand
Balled in my pocket, a white handkerchief.
I let my fingers dig in the quicksand
Tossing away the grains leaf after leaf
In playing “love me, love me not, don’t fail”.
Crumbling another bit of silver sand,
Spilling it down, shaping the glossy trail,
I give the hints to track me in the end.
The lining of a handbag soiled with grit
Tobacco stained - an estuary of veins
Flowing towards the sea, its waves floodlit -
Is where I keep the odd remaining grains.
Touching my face with sandy hands I leave a silver track
Down to my cheeks and near my eyes: no way to wipe it back.
(Sonnet by SiRiChandra)
Irene Tiemann-Boege, a postdoctoral researcher the laboratory of Norman Arnheim, conducts studies in human molecular genetics. Photo by: Philip Channing.
The Creative Writing Program at ASU presents author Jess Row in a reading from his work followed by a Q&A and book signing.
Row is the author of White Flights: Race, Fiction, and the American Imagination, as well as the novel Your Face in Mine and the story collections The Train to Lo Wu and Nobody Ever Gets Lost. White Flights is his first book of nonfiction. One of Granta’s Best of Young American Novelists of 2007, he lives in New York and teaches at the College of New Jersey.
Book Summary
White Flights is a meditation on whiteness in American fiction and culture from the end of the civil rights movement to the present. At the heart of the book, Jess Row ties “white flight”—the movement of white Americans into segregated communities, whether in suburbs or newly gentrified downtowns—to white writers setting their stories in isolated or emotionally insulated landscapes, from the mountains of Idaho in Marilynne Robinson’s Housekeeping to the claustrophobic households in Jonathan Franzen’s The Corrections. Row uses brilliant close readings of work from well-known writers such as Don DeLillo, Annie Dillard, Richard Ford, and David Foster Wallace to examine the ways these and other writers have sought imaginative space for themselves at the expense of engaging with race.
White Flights aims to move fiction to a more inclusive place, and Row looks beyond criticism to consider writing as a reparative act. What would it mean, he asks, if writers used fiction “to approach each other again”? Row turns to the work of James Baldwin, Dorothy Allison, and James Alan McPherson to discuss interracial love in fiction, while also examining his own family heritage as a way to interrogate his position. A moving and provocative book that includes music, film, and literature in its arguments, White Flights is an essential work of cultural and literary criticism.
PRAISE
“Row has produced a thoughtful and timely meditation that serves as a call to white writers.”—Pop Matters
“This intelligent collection is often deeply engaged in realms of philosophy and literary theory. . . . There is something for every reader . . . in the message that fiction not only reflects but acts upon real life, and that each of us is obliged to act for justice, in reading and writing as in life.”—Shelf Awareness
“With these superb essays, Jess Row reveals himself to be an insightful critic of both literature and the American condition.”—Viet Thanh Nguyen
“Jess Row performs a much-needed analysis. . . . The landscape of the imagination, like the country itself, he argues with rich insight and brio, is neither equal nor free.”—John Keene
We are passionate about bringing a relaxed approach while creating beautiful, natural and vibrant images.
She sits behind the desk and sighs heavily. It's only 9:30 and she's already over today.
From the outside looking in, she's staring but from the inside she's dreaming. The clean white wall carrying the corporate logo of her employer doesn't exist in her mind, she can see beyond the boundaries that have been set.
In her mind she's on the grass court, the once restricting walls of her office are nothing but a distant memory.
With the ball in her hand, she feels alive and without the ball, she's relaxed.
"Sarah" he snaps angrily, as if he's been waiting for ever. "Are you going to answer that?".
It's only then that she realises harsh sound of the phone and the flash of the switch.
"Sorry boss" she offers but it's not genuine, another sigh espcapes her lips.
On the phone, Sarah is pleasant, attentive to their requests but there's really only one thought in her mind... Lunchtime, two hours away.
There's no emergency in the office, nor in their an alarm but when the clock hit twelve, things happen. Sarah is up out of her chair, she's already changed her shoes under the desk. Hurdling the desk with ease and the type of grace that only comes with repetition of such an action...she's gone. In less than five minutes, she'll be on the court.
Even if it's only for sixty minutes each day, Sarah will feel alive, she'll know what it means to live.
Zane Claes (major: computer science, games; minor: creative writing) works on his laptop computer by McCarthy Quad.
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College House (CLH), located at 823 W. 34th St., is home to the East Asian Studies Center, the Office of Overseas Studies and the Center for Active Learning in International Affairs (CALIS) – an outreach program of the School of International Relations. Photo by: Philip Channing
The Creative Writing Program in the Department of English at ASU presents a reading and book signing by two of its star alumni: Renee Simms, who earned a Master of Fine Arts in 2007, and Dustin Pearson, who earned a Master of Fine Arts in 2017.
About the authors
Renee Simms received her MFA from Arizona State University, a JD from Wayne State University Law School, and a BA from University of Michigan. She is a recipient of a National Endowment for the Arts Creative Writing Fellowship, was a John Gardner Fiction Fellow at Bread Loaf Writers Conference, and received fellowships from Ragdale and Vermont Studio Center. In addition to teaching in the Rainier Writing Workshop, Renee teaches at University of Puget Sound where she is an associate professor of African American Studies and contributing faculty to English. Renee’s debut story collection Meet Behind Mars was a Foreword Indies Finalist for Short Stories and listed by The Root as one of 28 brilliant books by black authors in 2018. Renee is currently at work on a novel and a collection of linked essays.
Dustin Pearson is the author of Millennial Roost (C&R Press, 2018) and A Family Is a House (C&R Press, 2019). He is a McKnight Doctoral Fellow in Creative Writing at Florida State University. The recipient of fellowships from Cave Canem, the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference, and the Virginia G. Piper Center for Creative Writing, Pearson has served as the editor of Hayden’s Ferry Review and a Director of the Clemson Literary Festival. He won the Academy of American Poets Katharine C. Turner Prize and John Mackay Graduate Award and holds an MFA from Arizona State University. His work appears in Blackbird, Vinyl Poetry, Bennington Review, TriQuarterly, [PANK], Fjords Review, and elsewhere.
The Creative Writing Program in the Department of English at ASU presents a reading and book signing by two of its star alumni: Renee Simms, who earned a Master of Fine Arts in 2007, and Dustin Pearson, who earned a Master of Fine Arts in 2017.
About the authors
Renee Simms received her MFA from Arizona State University, a JD from Wayne State University Law School, and a BA from University of Michigan. She is a recipient of a National Endowment for the Arts Creative Writing Fellowship, was a John Gardner Fiction Fellow at Bread Loaf Writers Conference, and received fellowships from Ragdale and Vermont Studio Center. In addition to teaching in the Rainier Writing Workshop, Renee teaches at University of Puget Sound where she is an associate professor of African American Studies and contributing faculty to English. Renee’s debut story collection Meet Behind Mars was a Foreword Indies Finalist for Short Stories and listed by The Root as one of 28 brilliant books by black authors in 2018. Renee is currently at work on a novel and a collection of linked essays.
Dustin Pearson is the author of Millennial Roost (C&R Press, 2018) and A Family Is a House (C&R Press, 2019). He is a McKnight Doctoral Fellow in Creative Writing at Florida State University. The recipient of fellowships from Cave Canem, the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference, and the Virginia G. Piper Center for Creative Writing, Pearson has served as the editor of Hayden’s Ferry Review and a Director of the Clemson Literary Festival. He won the Academy of American Poets Katharine C. Turner Prize and John Mackay Graduate Award and holds an MFA from Arizona State University. His work appears in Blackbird, Vinyl Poetry, Bennington Review, TriQuarterly, [PANK], Fjords Review, and elsewhere.
A Salford PhD student, whose doctoral research explored how creative writing might respond to the issue of climate change, is launching her first book of poetry this week.
Leaf Graffiti by Lucy Burnett will be officially launched at the International Anthony Burgess Foundation in Manchester on Thursday 25 July. In the innovative collection, Lucy explores the interaction between nature and the human world and rural and urban environments.
Full story at bit.ly/141dvF8.
The Creative Writing Program at Arizona State University presents the Stellar Alumni Reading Series, a mixed-genre reading of poetry and prose with Iliana Rocha (MFA 2008) and Vedran Husić (MFA 2013).
About the Authors
Iliana Rocha earned her PhD in English Literature and Creative Writing from Western Michigan University. Her work has been featured in the Best New Poets 2014 anthology, as well as The Nation, Virginia Quarterly Review, Blackbird, and West Branch. Karankawa, her debut collection, won the 2014 AWP Donald Hall Prize for Poetry and is available through the University of Pittsburgh Press. She is currently an Assistant Professor of Creative Writing at the University of Central Oklahoma and lives with her three chihuahuas Nilla, Beans, and Migo.
Vedran Husić was born in Bosnia and Herzegovina and raised in Germany and the United States. His collection of stories, Basements and Other Museums, won the St. Lawrence Book Award and was published by Black Lawrence Press in 2018. He has work published in The Gettysburg Review, The Massachusetts Review, Mississippi Review, Ecotone, Electric Literature's Recommended Reading, and elsewhere. He is the recipient of fellowships from The Virginia G. Piper Center for Creative Writing, the Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown and the National Endowment for the Arts.
ASU Tempe campus
Thursday, Mar. 14, 2019
Teisha Jones practices laboratory-based techniques in her biotechnology class. Photo by: Philip Channing
Students from College of DuPage composition courses showcases visual representations of their written works at the inaugural “See Writing Differently: A Celebration of Student Writing.” Presentations include websites, podcasts, PowerPoint presentations, posters, brochures, videos and art created in conjunction with written works.
I've signed up for the Open University's Creative Writing course (A215). It doesn't start for a few weeks, but I'm trying to get ahead on the freewriting activities.
Today was sunny first thing so I had breakfast outside and did some writing.
The automatic writing project started out as an activity among friends and locals. I would write a line someone else would write a line and so on... Then people would overhear us and ask if they could participate and write something too (which surprised me) of course I said "yes!" At that point I realized that lots of people have something to say. I started asking strangers to add entries, then I graduated to offering people $1.00 to participate, some people do not accept the dollar and some pay me a $1.00 (paying it forward). It's becoming quite a lovely, surprising and compelling project. People from many walks of life are participating: homeless, a news reporter, academics, students, doctors, drug addicts, lawyers, tourists etc... People have written things in my journal that they'd never say out loud, not to anyone. Some of it's so sad, some intriguing, hilarious and so on... At the end of the day, every one of these people understand that their entries are being uploaded to the internet and are comforted in knowing that they will be heard. I have no idea where this is going, but it's going just fine! FYI: English is not everyone's first language here. I will be illustrating the book/journal after the text is done. I hope that everyone who reads these entries learns something about people, mostly that we never know what someone else is going through.
Feel free to stop by my facebook page if you like: www.facebook.com/collageandautomaticwriting/