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term='NPR'/><title type='text'>sweater poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R9mmcdbYf4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/9qI3amM76ic/s1600-h/lh_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177352254505123714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R9mmcdbYf4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/9qI3amM76ic/s400/lh_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Feel the desire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;sea shell seeker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You are the route to my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=88180688"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;funniest thing I've read on NPR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in a long time since -- well, at least since the "This American Life" episode about &lt;a href="http://www.thislife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?episode=220"&gt;testosterone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-5646187169032102924?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5646187169032102924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-2858176577337243383</id><published>2008-02-18T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T14:12:44.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Brush'/><title type='text'>teaching 4th graders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, I'm preparing my lesson plans, gathering books and samples of my journals through the years and various litmags, organizing poems and thinking about the elements of poetry that come together to create images, linguistic magic and meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And tomorrow afternoon, I will meet the 4th graders at a local elementary school -- leading them in poetry workshops, each class one hour a week, until sometime in May near the end of the school year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As I was going through my files, here's something that a very wise and important teacher and poet, Tom Brush, gave me long ago when I was in his poetry workshop class in high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poetry Workshop - with Mr. Brush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOME THINGS THAT WILL HELP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;February is cold stones and ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;February is wind. February is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Brass tacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Calling things by exact names helps cut hints of sentimentality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Don't be vague. Be subtle instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. A poet: someone who is never satisfied with saying one thing at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Poetry: a sense of the doubleness of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Poetry is an act of mischief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. Show the future with poems, indulge every poetic fancy...anything that provides release...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. Are the words predictable? (Better they aren't.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8. Long line: Sings, has more speed and grace. May also be used for long rushes of angry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sentences where words tumble over each other. Lyric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9. Be content with as many selves as you can as a poet. Never restrain yourself to one voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10. Short lines: Slows the reader down, more weight to the words, more tension to end stops. Short line is terse, breathless. Makes the reader pay more attention to individual words. Double check line lengths as suitable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11. Poem: one more triumph over chaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12. The basis of poetry is sensation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13. You need spins, the shifts, the rants, the howls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14. Faith. Writing is an act of faith in the creative capacity of all of us. (I want...I want...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15. Fill in the blanks, open other end, take a chance, use it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;16. Write about what you know about. Your place on the back lawn, your father's face, the car that was left by the side of the road, rain against the windows you look out, the party that turned out badly, limes and signs, dos and don'ts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;17. Write about what you don't know about. What you didn't know you knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Poetry is warmth and sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Poetry is kind. Poetry is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's a &lt;a href="http://www.sharpsand.net/"&gt;new blog I found today by poet Joseph Duemer&lt;/a&gt;, who went to the same high school as me, although years apart. He, too, adores Tom Brush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-2858176577337243383?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2858176577337243383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=2858176577337243383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2858176577337243383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2858176577337243383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2008/02/teaching-4th-graders.html' title='teaching 4th graders'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-3344465947286121542</id><published>2008-02-13T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T16:41:20.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emissions free</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/ABPub/collections/video/2004136030_commutevideo/2004136032_bike.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;water bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pedaling to work across the Sound&lt;br /&gt;passing the sea gulls&lt;br /&gt;breathing the sky&lt;br /&gt;filling his lungs with 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6KOoZyoJnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dtqHSVIbc5I/s320/awsnow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6KMDpyoJmI/AAAAAAAAAII/FNvQNcldgaM/s1600-h/husky_bliss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161842117305706082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6KMDpyoJmI/AAAAAAAAAII/FNvQNcldgaM/s400/husky_bliss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emerson could lay here for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-7248317154476937598?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7248317154476937598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8875278895589631011</id><published>2008-01-31T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:45:12.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerson's bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6JAMJyoJlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/adCuczViBus/s1600-h/trekking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161758700450883154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6JAMJyoJlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/adCuczViBus/s320/trekking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I_-ZyoJkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/WGVoRgoVFjg/s1600-h/thekennelroof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161758464227681858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I_-ZyoJkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/WGVoRgoVFjg/s200/thekennelroof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;too heavy for the kennel roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16" &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; last night's storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I91JyoJjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HDTnTZcBCQ8/s1600-h/sixteen_inches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161756106290636338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I91JyoJjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HDTnTZcBCQ8/s320/sixteen_inches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I7vpyoJiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WlWqxwXy3hw/s1600-h/the_trail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161753812778100258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I7vpyoJiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WlWqxwXy3hw/s320/the_trail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the trail from the patio to the backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our backyard deck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I6F5yoJfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/udUi4Ooqkks/s1600-h/deck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161751996006934002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I6F5yoJfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/udUi4Ooqkks/s320/deck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I5wpyoJeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LxJUl5Wg77Q/s1600-h/insane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161751630934713826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6I5wpyoJeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LxJUl5Wg77Q/s320/insane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8875278895589631011?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8875278895589631011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8875278895589631011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8875278895589631011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8875278895589631011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='Emerson&apos;s bliss'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R6JAMJyoJlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/adCuczViBus/s72-c/trekking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-490042042611312345</id><published>2008-01-28T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T08:32:25.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a writer's endorsement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Novelist &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toni_Morrison"&gt;Toni Morrison &lt;/a&gt;endorses Barack Obama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;According to an &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080128/ap_en_ot/obama_morrison;_ylt=AoJNeFl2klt01507GcWxOJe2GL8C"&gt;AP article&lt;/a&gt;, "Writing with the touch of a poet in a letter to the Illinois senator, Morrison explained why she chose Obama over Hillary Rodham Clinton for her first public presidential endorsement."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's an excerpt of her letter to Obama, according to the AP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"In addition to keen intelligence, integrity and a rare authenticity, you exhibit something that has nothing to do with age, experience, race or gender and something I don't see in other candidates. That something is a creative imagination which coupled with brilliance equals wisdom. It is too bad if we associate it only with gray hair and old age. Or if we call searing vision naivete. Or if we believe cunning is insight. Or if we settle for finessing cures tailored for each ravaged tree in the forest while ignoring the poisonous landscape that feeds and surrounds it. Wisdom is a gift; you can't train for it, inherit it, learn it in a class, or earn it in the workplace — that access can foster the acquisition of knowledge, but not wisdom." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-490042042611312345?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/490042042611312345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=490042042611312345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/490042042611312345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/490042042611312345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/writers-endorsement.html' title='a writer&apos;s endorsement'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-5233858395906512219</id><published>2008-01-21T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:54:24.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>surfing for ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes writing ideas come in unlikely places like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portfolio.com/culture-lifestyle/culture-inc/arts/2008/01/14/Britney-Spears-Career-Analysis"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fastcompany.com/magazine/122/the-dirtiest-mind-in-business.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or the smell of ribs slow cooking in barbecue sauce in the crock pot on my kitchen counter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The "Disney green" walls of my home office. A soy candle (smells like hot apple cider) burning on top of the bookcase to my right. A stack of New Yorkers on the floor to my left. And on the floor to my right, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dog dreaming in his sleep -- small whimpers, twitching paws, sometimes a whispered bark. He must be chasing a squirrel, or worse -- a neighborhood cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Emerson's been following me around from room to room today -- except the bedroom (big no-no). But the "Green Room" is his new cave of comfort. When it's time to go outside at night to sleep in his kennel, he sometimes dashes away to the Green Room -- to sprawl on the carpet or lie down under the square table-desk -- as if to say, "Can't I stay here? Not in the living room, but &lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;? Where all the books are? Where Amy will be eventually come back?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-5233858395906512219?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5233858395906512219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=5233858395906512219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5233858395906512219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5233858395906512219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/surfing-for-ideas.html' title='surfing for ideas'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-3468321593809619045</id><published>2008-01-21T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:32:18.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite new website</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.litlist.net/"&gt;&lt;img height="54" src="http://www.litlist.net/images/kit/144x75_Dark.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;According to its creator (another EWU MFA alumni), "LitList is a dynamic list of literary journals, independent book publishers, and e-magazines. It also gives small publishers new ways to interact with readers and writers. Built on the idea that updating information about small publishers online is often a tedious task, LitList gives publishers the power to update their own information, including contest deadlines and contact information.But that's not all. LitList is also a social center for news and articles surrounding the small publishing market and industry. Allowing users and publishers to comment on articles, blog posts, and publisher profiles, ideas about publishing are being expressed in real time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-3468321593809619045?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3468321593809619045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=3468321593809619045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/3468321593809619045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/3468321593809619045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/favorite-new-website.html' title='favorite new website'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-2656473176600486340</id><published>2008-01-05T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:49:43.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is that a poem I see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R4BdR3Xt1vI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HIjv9HbzK8Q/s1600-h/poetfun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152220535214429938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R4BdR3Xt1vI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HIjv9HbzK8Q/s320/poetfun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ideaweather.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152219860904564434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R4BcqnXt1tI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fc-ameq_tbI/s320/emerson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Idea Weather&lt;/a&gt; captures the spirit of Emerson, the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; huskypoet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before reading good poems&lt;br /&gt;at Rockwood Bakery -- literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-2656473176600486340?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2656473176600486340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=2656473176600486340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2656473176600486340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2656473176600486340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-that-poem-i-see.html' title='is that a poem I see?'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R4BdR3Xt1vI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HIjv9HbzK8Q/s72-c/poetfun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-4497994057634718447</id><published>2007-12-28T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T16:06:42.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>outdoor writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R3WPcHXt1pI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QUtO-qojx14/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149179462145660562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R3WPcHXt1pI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QUtO-qojx14/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my &lt;a href="http://www.outtheremonthly.com/otm.php?art=archives/dec07/nordic"&gt;recent freelance work&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was fun to research and write. even better that my friend happened to be an excellent interview source.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-4497994057634718447?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4497994057634718447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=4497994057634718447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/4497994057634718447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/4497994057634718447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/outdoor-writing.html' title='outdoor writing'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R3WPcHXt1pI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QUtO-qojx14/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-2118253131827899509</id><published>2007-12-21T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T13:59:14.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry and a new president</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hmB937L0bDY"&gt;Presidential candidate &lt;/a&gt;who I can support. I bet he reads poetry -- Obama has &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; kind of soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmB937L0bDY&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmB937L0bDY&amp;rel=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-2118253131827899509?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2118253131827899509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=2118253131827899509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2118253131827899509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2118253131827899509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/poetry-and-new-president.html' title='poetry and a new president'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8886030121438572885</id><published>2007-12-03T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T14:50:10.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool niece</title><content type='html'>Need some inspiration? Check out &lt;a href="http://colorfulpurls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colorful Purls&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8886030121438572885?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8886030121438572885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8886030121438572885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8886030121438572885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8886030121438572885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/cool-niece.html' title='cool niece'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-7376482316920768149</id><published>2007-12-01T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:37:09.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 inches and counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1IMKzbgaEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/AGzLmKtRVRU/s1600-R/threeandahalfinches.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139183504526960706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1IMKzbgaEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SHRbgECMOa0/s320/threeandahalfinches.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1IMDTbgaDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dnSDfnT-jDg/s1600-R/3inches_on_kennelroof.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139183375677941810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1IMDTbgaDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/w31bvo1aRRU/s320/3inches_on_kennelroof.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-7376482316920768149?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7376482316920768149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=7376482316920768149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/7376482316920768149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/7376482316920768149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-inches-and-counting.html' title='3 inches and counting'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1IMKzbgaEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SHRbgECMOa0/s72-c/threeandahalfinches.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-7191632143453389392</id><published>2007-12-01T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:35:24.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emerson in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILnzbgaCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bQHR6bfU79k/s1600-R/emerson_eating_more_snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139182903231539234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILnzbgaCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/By4gOMxyr7w/s320/emerson_eating_more_snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILXDbgaBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cjnZLqGqC8g/s1600-R/husky_in_snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139182615468730386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILXDbgaBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wLDfHhcWlp8/s320/husky_in_snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILLTbgaAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/D36Dhm3Judw/s1600-R/emerson_playing_in_snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139182413605267458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILLTbgaAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_c-jewt9O_s/s200/emerson_playing_in_snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILBzbgZ_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/GnKWBNdG5ko/s1600-R/yummy_snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139182250396510194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILBzbgZ_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/uUIpeHiaZIo/s320/yummy_snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-7191632143453389392?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7191632143453389392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=7191632143453389392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/7191632143453389392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/7191632143453389392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/emerson-in-snow.html' title='emerson in the snow'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R1ILnzbgaCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/By4gOMxyr7w/s72-c/emerson_eating_more_snow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-3515851628440734846</id><published>2007-08-06T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T17:10:46.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new chief poet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/08/02/books/02poet.html?ex=1343880000&amp;en=591f301dff2a8100&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;Charles Simic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is the new head poet. Here's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.loc.gov/poetry/laureate-2001-present.html"&gt;list &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;of those who've served in the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-3515851628440734846?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3515851628440734846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=3515851628440734846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/3515851628440734846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/3515851628440734846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-chief-poet.html' title='new chief poet'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-735706376574177871</id><published>2007-05-16T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T14:01:23.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike to work'/><title type='text'>Bike-to-Work Week -- at least do it Friday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May is National Bike Month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; And this week is Bike-to-Work Week, promoted by the &lt;a href="http://www.bikeleague.org/programs/bikemonth/"&gt;League of American Bicyclists&lt;/a&gt;. (I'm a bit late in promoting it, but it just came to my attention.) And Bike-to-Work Day is Friday, May 18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-735706376574177871?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/735706376574177871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=735706376574177871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/735706376574177871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/735706376574177871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/bike-to-work-week-at-least-do-it-friday.html' title='Bike-to-Work Week -- at least do it Friday?'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-4851780505225117428</id><published>2007-05-15T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T18:24:06.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>speak up, Americans</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMPIi03wSfY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMPIi03wSfY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember when shock-jock Don Imus used racist and misogynistic terms to refer to a women's college basketball team? Well, it took CBS two weeks to fire him for that but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it only took them TWO DAYS to fire a respected General from Iraq for speaking out against the president on the war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; CBS shouldn't be censoring or firing people for speaking their mind. I signed a petition urging CBS to re-hire General Batiste -- can you join me at the link below?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://pol.moveon.org/batiste/?r_by=10331-8068908-kHYYD2&amp;rc=paste"&gt;http://pol.moveon.org/batiste/?r_by=10331-8068908-kHYYD2&amp;amp;rc=paste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There's more information on the firing on that page, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-4851780505225117428?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4851780505225117428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=4851780505225117428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/4851780505225117428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/4851780505225117428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/speak-up-americans.html' title='speak up, Americans'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-2793363504742723413</id><published>2007-05-11T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T18:10:13.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's on my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how cool it was that &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/laurie-david-and-sheryl-crow/karl-rove-gets-thrown-und_b_46501.html"&gt;Sheryl Crow stood up to Karl Rove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;a href="http://www.moveon.org/"&gt;MoveOn.org&lt;/a&gt; is totally what the American people need now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stopglobalwarming.org/"&gt;why I rode my bike&lt;/a&gt; last weekend from home to downtown and back last weekend -- twice!&lt;br /&gt;and this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dLjKtLnetK4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dLjKtLnetK4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-2793363504742723413?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2793363504742723413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=2793363504742723413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2793363504742723413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2793363504742723413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-on-my-mind.html' title='what&apos;s on my mind'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-6010707607413236661</id><published>2007-04-25T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T18:05:19.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poet laureate'/><title type='text'>washington state poets rejoice</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the WPA announcement letter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpoets.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; height: 1em; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" id="lw_1177548327_0"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt; Poets Association&lt;/a&gt; Members, Friends, and Subscribers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s official!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gov. Chris Gregoire has signed Substitute House Bill 1279, the long-awaited&lt;br /&gt;legislation that creates the position of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_1"&gt;Washington State&lt;/span&gt; Poet Laureate.&lt;br /&gt;The signing makes&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_2"&gt; Washington&lt;/span&gt; the 41st state to have such a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s about time,” exclaimed Karen Bonaudi, who, with WPA secretary Ed&lt;br /&gt;Stover, co-chaired the WPA committee that has worked for months with&lt;br /&gt;the state Arts Commission and Humanities &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_3"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt;, a nonprofit, to&lt;br /&gt;steer the bill through the legislative process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonaudi, a former WPA president, has seen that process falter at least&lt;br /&gt;four times in the past 10 years. “We could never get it passed out of&lt;br /&gt;commmittee before--the interest just wasn’t there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so this year, and certainly not on Thursday, April 19, at about 1:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;when Bonaudi, Stover, Kris Tucker of the Arts Commission, Karen Munro of&lt;br /&gt;Humanities&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; height: 1em; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" id="lw_1177548327_4"&gt; Washington&lt;/span&gt;, and a host of others were ushered into the&lt;br /&gt;Governor’s Conference Room for the big moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everybody who comes in has to have a poem for me,”  joked Gregoire as&lt;br /&gt;the group filed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stover actually had a poem. State Rep. Mary Skinner, R-Yakima, the prime&lt;br /&gt;sponsor of SHB 1279, had asked Stover, who is from &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_5"&gt;Yakima&lt;/span&gt;, if he would&lt;br /&gt;prepare a poem for the occasion. Stover wrote a short poem, “Waiting&lt;br /&gt;for the Poets” (see below), which Skinner had framed for the governor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Roosevelt High School senior Nick David, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_6"&gt;Seattle&lt;/span&gt;, who is poet laureate&lt;br /&gt;of his school, read a poem, “Strung Out,” which metaphorically explores&lt;br /&gt;the strands of life we cling to at the expense of other things that might&lt;br /&gt;seem small but turn out to be important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea seemed appropriate, said David, a grand-nephew of House&lt;br /&gt;Majority Leader Lynn Kessler, D-Hoquiam. “It might seem like small&lt;br /&gt;legislation, but I think it will have a big impact,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregoire agreed: “Creating a poet laureate for Washington honors the role&lt;br /&gt;played by poetry and poets in the creative culture of our state,” she said&lt;br /&gt;as she signed the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That role will be a proactive one, said Skinner following the ceremony: “The&lt;br /&gt;poet laureate will be the state’s official spokesperson in verse,” she said.&lt;br /&gt;“This person will be asked to share poetry and write it for special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;This individual will go into communities and work with groups, organizations&lt;br /&gt;and schools to expand the use of poetry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stover said the partnership of the WPA, Arts Commission and Humanities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_7"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt; will work together to develop the program, which will be&lt;br /&gt;administered by the Arts Commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the law, the commission gets a start-up appropriation of $30,000 for&lt;br /&gt;the 2007-09 biennium to cover expenses such as travel and a stipend for the&lt;br /&gt;poet. Future funding will come from other sources: gifts, grants and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_8"&gt;endowments&lt;/span&gt;. The WPA will spearhead that effort, said Stover, adding the&lt;br /&gt;partnership is lucky because Humanities Washington director Ted Lord has&lt;br /&gt;extensive fund-raising experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ted will be a great resource,” said Stover. “Humanities &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_9"&gt;Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;also has people in place to provide the administrative support we&lt;br /&gt;need to conduct a fund-raising campaign.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, poetry lovers throughout the state will be asked to contribute&lt;br /&gt;whatever they can. “We hope people will be generous, give what they can&lt;br /&gt;afford,” he said, adding the goal is to create a $300,000 endowment fund&lt;br /&gt;that will generate enough interest to fund annual program expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonaudi said the immediate task at hand is deciding who will be the poet&lt;br /&gt;laureate. The law calls for the Arts Commission to appoint a selection&lt;br /&gt;committee. Kris Tucker says that committee will represent education, the&lt;br /&gt;publishing industry, the state library, Humanities &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_10"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt; and the WPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the law, the poet laureate will “promote and encourage poetry within&lt;br /&gt;the state, including but not limited to readings, workshops, lectures ...&lt;br /&gt;in geographically diverse areas over a two-year term.” The selection&lt;br /&gt;committee will establish final critieria, but candidates must be state&lt;br /&gt;residents who are published, who are active as poets, and who are&lt;br /&gt;willing to serve a two-year term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We hope to have someone named in 2008--between now and then we will be&lt;br /&gt;working on the process,” Bonaudi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker, who likes to call poetry “the people’s art,” said the signing&lt;br /&gt;of the bill after so many years, is cause for poetry lovers throughout&lt;br /&gt;the state to rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And it couldn’t have happened at a better time because April is &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_11"&gt;National&lt;br /&gt;Poetry Month&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--For Gov. Chris Gregoire on the signing of SHB 1279&lt;br /&gt;establishing the position of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; height: 1em;" id="lw_1177548327_12"&gt;Washington State&lt;/span&gt; Poet Laureate&lt;br /&gt;   —April 19, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the Poets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will come bearing words&lt;br /&gt;and I will be here with my yearnings,&lt;br /&gt;this aching need to speak from my heart&lt;br /&gt;about what I wish for this world.&lt;br /&gt;Together, we will weave a poem,&lt;br /&gt;a constellation of sounds&lt;br /&gt;that will fall like cooling rain&lt;br /&gt;along the parched margins of the way.&lt;br /&gt;I have waited so long,&lt;br /&gt;I have been patient,&lt;br /&gt;but now the poets are coming.&lt;br /&gt;They will help me say what it is that I need to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; —Ed Stover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-6010707607413236661?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6010707607413236661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=6010707607413236661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6010707607413236661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6010707607413236661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/washington-state-poets-rejoice.html' title='washington state poets rejoice'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8381662804836435533</id><published>2007-04-17T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T12:36:08.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Sexton 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RiUgvm4ZL6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NPUtzGN_hXo/s1600-h/anne_sexton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054482159056269218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RiUgvm4ZL6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NPUtzGN_hXo/s320/anne_sexton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; “When I'm writing, I know I'm doing the thing I was born to do.” - Anne Sexton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UfvS_fgbuDI"&gt;a video for beginners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UfvS_fgbuDI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8381662804836435533?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8381662804836435533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8381662804836435533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8381662804836435533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8381662804836435533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/anne-sexton-101.html' title='Anne Sexton 101'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RiUgvm4ZL6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NPUtzGN_hXo/s72-c/anne_sexton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8281458513742194632</id><published>2007-03-28T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T12:05:26.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just add a few line breaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday's War Poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will not be a military &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;solution to Iraq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It belongs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to the 25 million Iraqis who live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;there. It doesn’t belong to the United &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;States and is not a prize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to be won or lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Senator Hagel's slightly-altered quote from today's NYT article, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/28/washington/28cong.html?ex=1332820800&amp;en=155f85ea30bded30&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;"Senate Supports a Pullout Date in Iraq War Bill"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8281458513742194632?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8281458513742194632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8281458513742194632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8281458513742194632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8281458513742194632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-add-few-line-breaks.html' title='just add a few line breaks'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-4646157743701632263</id><published>2007-03-26T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:12:23.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today it's franz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" width="275"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kindred Poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/HU/HUS/huskypoet/1134939480_ranzWright.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a special kinship with Franz Wright.  You're meditative, lyrical, devoted to your spirituality and sobriety.  May a Pulitzer be in your future.&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/huskypoet/quizzes/Kindred_Poet"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding: 2px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/huskypoet/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=1342782"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-4646157743701632263?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4646157743701632263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=4646157743701632263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/4646157743701632263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/4646157743701632263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/todays-its-franz.html' title='today it&apos;s franz'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-1417476990888931188</id><published>2007-03-23T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T16:37:55.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what you should do April 18-27th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ewu.edu/getlit/index.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RgRkgZLuE3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/iLjyXmN-6qc/s200/2007Logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045267990240433010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeking a literary vacation? Wanna mingle with poets and other writers? Come to Spokane in April for &lt;a href="http://www.ewu.edu/getlit/schedule.html"&gt;Get Lit! &lt;/a&gt;... seriously, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;BEST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;literary event in Washington State...perhaps even the Northwest (Portland has a similar event, but I've never been).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with Sherman Alexie, Jess Walter, Alberto Rios, Tess Gallagher, Timothy Egan and more in Spokanada. The city's vibe during this time is amazing. Creative kharma to get you through the spring season of writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-1417476990888931188?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1417476990888931188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=1417476990888931188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1417476990888931188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1417476990888931188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-you-should-do-april-18-27th.html' title='what you should do April 18-27th'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RgRkgZLuE3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/iLjyXmN-6qc/s72-c/2007Logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8736527091338330295</id><published>2007-03-23T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T15:41:52.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the desperate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="onion_embed headline"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a target="theonion" href="http://www.theonion.com/content?utm_source=Distributed&amp;utm_medium=Embedded%2BHTML&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Widgets"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theonion.com/content/themes/onion/assets/logos/onion_super_tiny.png" alt="The Onion" height="12" width="92" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-size: 21px ! 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My contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;itch my retinas like cayenne pepper bagels,&lt;br /&gt;cat hair covered eyelids,&lt;br /&gt;chlorine pool water, dandelion weeds.&lt;br /&gt;Later, I will take my eight-year-old dog&lt;br /&gt;for a walk through the neighborhood,&lt;br /&gt;along the soccer park fence that borders the cow pasture.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerson will drag his nose along the grass,&lt;br /&gt;following urine tracks&lt;br /&gt;and small shit piles. He'll add his own&lt;br /&gt;thin drizzle and scratch the ground&lt;br /&gt;with his back paws,&lt;br /&gt;kicking up mud and grass.&lt;br /&gt;I'll urge him on with my voice, then a strong tug&lt;br /&gt;of the leash. He’s stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;And after a twenty-second tug-of-war, we'll move on&lt;br /&gt;to the next lonely tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“The planet has a fever. If your baby has a fever, you go to the doctor. If the doctor says you need to intervene here, you don’t say ‘I read a science fiction novel that says it’s not a problem.’ You take action.” - Al Gore, from NYT - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/21/washington/21cnd-gore.html?ex=1332216000&amp;amp;en=c9aff0696d7e1b9f&amp;amp;amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;Gore Warns Congress of ‘Planetary Emergency’&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally Texas: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Representative Ralph Hall, Republican of Texas, said that calls for cuts in emissions of greenhouse gases amounted to an “all-out assault on all forms of fossil fuels” that could eliminate jobs and hurt the economy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huskypoet says: Well, if there is no healthy future, who freakin' cares about jobs or the economy? And what about the jobs and economic boost that occurs because of research and production of alternative fuel sources? Corporate-puppet politicians, get real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-7945107785692100753?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/7945107785692100753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/7945107785692100753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/earth-baby.html' title='earth baby'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-1378361724186688467</id><published>2007-03-15T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T15:52:24.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in revision</title><content type='html'>seeking more color...blog revisions in process&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-1378361724186688467?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1378361724186688467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=1378361724186688467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1378361724186688467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1378361724186688467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-revision.html' title='in revision'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-5743416786743957120</id><published>2007-03-14T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T17:09:09.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author readings in Spokane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Lamott'/><title type='text'>Anne Lamott coming to Spokaloo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.barclayagency.com/lamott.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/Rfh0Vo1AihI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2p3vTddSa_I/s400/Lamott+hi+res+%28credit+Mark+Richards%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041907697927096850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(Photo by Mark Richards)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="idOWAReplyText59176" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In par&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;tnership with &lt;a href="http://www.whitworth.edu/"&gt;Whitworth College&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;a href="http://www.scc.spokane.edu/?hfch"&gt;SCC Hagan Center  Foundation for the Humanities&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Spokane Community College's&lt;br /&gt;President's Speakers Series is honored to  present &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Anne Lamott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Saturday, May 12th, at 7:30 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-5743416786743957120?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5743416786743957120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=5743416786743957120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5743416786743957120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5743416786743957120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/anne-lamott-coming-to-spokaloo.html' title='Anne Lamott coming to Spokaloo'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/Rfh0Vo1AihI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2p3vTddSa_I/s72-c/Lamott+hi+res+%28credit+Mark+Richards%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-5527981297285580994</id><published>2007-03-09T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:07:16.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ursula's encouraging words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RfIgBEEleMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/e6jinIgxXP0/s1600-h/UKLbyMarianWoodKolisch.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RfIgBEEleMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/e6jinIgxXP0/s200/UKLbyMarianWoodKolisch.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040126135625939138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Few Words to a Young Writer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socrates said, "The misuse of language induces evil in the soul." He wasn't talking about grammar. To misuse language is to use it the way politicians and advertisers do, for profit, without taking responsibility for what the words mean. Language used as a means to get power or make money goes wrong: it lies. Language used as an end in itself, to sing a poem or tell a story, goes right, goes towards the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it. Writers know words are their way towards truth and freedom, and so they use them with care, with thought, with fear, with delight. By using words well they strengthen their souls. Story-tellers and poets spend their lives learning that skill and art of using words well. And their words make the souls of their readers stronger, brighter, deeper. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ursula K. Le Guin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Photo credit: Copyright © by Marian Wood Kolisch (&lt;a href="http://www.ursulakleguin.com/"&gt;permission granted&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-5527981297285580994?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5527981297285580994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=5527981297285580994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5527981297285580994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5527981297285580994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/ursulas-encouraging-words.html' title='Ursula&apos;s encouraging words'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RfIgBEEleMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/e6jinIgxXP0/s72-c/UKLbyMarianWoodKolisch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8132591873900336355</id><published>2007-03-02T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:08:57.676-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese tourists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaska'/><title type='text'>science lessons in Alaska</title><content type='html'>“They do things like throw boiling water in the air and watch it freeze like marbles before it hits the ground. They blow soap bubbles, which freeze solid and roll around on the ground like Christmas ornaments. They put bananas outside to freeze and then use them as hammers to pound nails into two-by-fours.” - from &lt;a href="http://travel.nytimes.com/2007/03/02/travel/escapes/02Alaska.html?ex=1330578000&amp;en=a3c734a97d969d85&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;The Cold Show in Fairbanks, Alaska&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8132591873900336355?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8132591873900336355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8132591873900336355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8132591873900336355'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>my newest poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/Red-wE4PoCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uoDf2iLCKB4/s1600-h/inaninstant4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037134072645656610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/Red-wE4PoCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uoDf2iLCKB4/s400/inaninstant4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h1&gt;CT Scan&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Futura Bk';"&gt;like snow flakes falling, maybe, &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or ice particles avalanching off a rocky slope&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Futura Bk';"&gt;hard to see the husband-father under skin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after Iraqi earth and rocks imbedded his face, neck, all around his eyes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Futura Bk';"&gt;easy to believe this 3-D image, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medical photography to peer inside a damaged body&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I see a wife&lt;br /&gt;wondering how to understand her husband's face,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing a rock still rests &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;against his carotid artery, after passing through his throat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Futura Bk';"&gt;a throat that said “I love you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Picture is from the book, &lt;a href="http://www.freep.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070227/FEATURES05/70227071/0/BUSINESS01"&gt;In An Instant&lt;/a&gt;, by Bob and Lee Woodruff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8930328574442465619?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8930328574442465619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8930328574442465619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8930328574442465619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8930328574442465619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-newest-poem.html' title='my newest 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RecPkU4PoBI/AAAAAAAAADw/YxIkJBgp28c/s1600-h/main_shad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037011824991510546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RecPkU4PoBI/AAAAAAAAADw/YxIkJBgp28c/s400/main_shad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some miniscule details about the &lt;a href="http://www.spokaneisreading.org"&gt;6th annual event&lt;/a&gt; happening this Fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-3062244187290403645?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3062244187290403645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-2010205136951983199</id><published>2007-02-28T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:36:26.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christopher williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin mcroberts'/><title type='text'>highly recommended</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.christopherw.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/ReYVHk4PoAI/AAAAAAAAADk/CAMkzRkdrs4/s400/concertposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036736453163327490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/ReYVHk4PoAI/AAAAAAAAADk/CAMkzRkdrs4/s72-c/concertposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-5584935353177550498</id><published>2007-02-28T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T15:34:20.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpFnDJe6VBU"&gt;PG-13 picture book&lt;/a&gt;, c/o Brotherhood 2.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-5584935353177550498?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5584935353177550498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=5584935353177550498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5584935353177550498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5584935353177550498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-brother.html' title='oh, brother'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8645817496775778522</id><published>2007-02-28T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T10:19:20.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><title type='text'>oh, those poor high school kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070228/us_nm/students_boredom_dc"&gt;Bored high school kids&lt;/a&gt;? "...while 80 percent of students said doing homework was important, less than half reported doing an hour or less of it each week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the problem is [&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;insert any semi-reasonable answer here&lt;/span&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger pointing at teachers? Parents? Or, god forbid, the students themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 8 students did not come to Eng 120 (Technical Writing) today. And I don't lecture. In fact, a major project rough draft was due today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 4 communicated excuses/reasons that came to me either by phone or email (some more valid than others):&lt;br /&gt;1. cancer-stricken mom in ICU&lt;br /&gt;2. needed to stay at home and wait for a tow truck to take my car to the shop&lt;br /&gt;3. my roommate (and ride to campus) needed t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o stay at home and wait for a tow truck to take his car to the shop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and our other roommate couldn't bring us to campus on time&lt;br /&gt;4. court (and missed the class before because girlfriend had to be taken to the clinic) &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Listen Up High School Teachers: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep up your high expectations for attendance, work completion, and quality of work. Do not give in to the temptation to lower standards. Do not dumb down your curriculum. And do not sacrifice quality course content just to make class time all fun and games. (You know those in your building who show movies and do other non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sensical&lt;/span&gt; activities way too often.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your students become the college's incoming class (if they make it to the next step), and here at the college, the faculty don't hold students' hands and gently guide them on their educational journeys (they're adults!!), we don't report their absences to their parents, and we don't lower standards to accommodate each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;individual's&lt;/span&gt; "personal life struggle" to manage his/her time and dedicate brain attention to homework. Yes, there are counselors, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;advisors&lt;/span&gt;, tutoring centers, learning labs, writing centers, etc. to assist them. But Faculty actually get to spend their time teaching (vs. "class managing"/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disciplining&lt;/span&gt;), grading/assessing, guiding, encouraging, but also expecting students to put in their full share of effort. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8645817496775778522?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8645817496775778522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8645817496775778522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8645817496775778522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8645817496775778522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-those-poor-high-school-kids.html' title='oh, those poor high school kids'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-4124921381943694154</id><published>2007-02-27T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:20:15.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>the park poetess</title><content type='html'>Oh, I wish there were more people like &lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/localnews/2003591052_poetess27m.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;in the world..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bringing poetry to the people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here's the Poetess at Green Lake's &lt;a href="http://thepoetessatgreenlake.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog. &lt;/a&gt;I'm going to Seattle this weekend and will try to stop by and see her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for any Spokane area poets &amp;amp; writers, please join &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/spokanewritergrrls/"&gt;Spokane Writergrrls&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-4124921381943694154?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4124921381943694154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=4124921381943694154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/4124921381943694154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/4124921381943694154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/park-poetess.html' title='the park poetess'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-5279945495371153954</id><published>2007-02-22T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:35:13.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="content"&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Questions care of the &lt;a href="http://www.brotherhood2.com"&gt;Brotherhood&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Your name: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amy (but my writer pseudonym, should it ever be necessary to use, is Marie Hatch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Your Web page:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this blog, but I've also made a MySpace page for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.myspace.com/spokanebusinesscatalyst"&gt;hip biz mag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. What have you been up to this past year (please be as detailed as possible, because we actually want to know)?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freelance writing, bought a house (w/ my husband), moved, became a mag editor, went on four backpacking trips, wine tasting, and got an adjunct teaching position at a local college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. How much longer do you think you’ll be doing what you’re doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Until I have my first child, then I'll probably do more freelance writing from home and scale some of the "out of the house" commitments (like teaching, perhaps). And less wine drinking while pregnant and breast feeding, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Why are you doing it?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I love to write and enjoy college-aged students. (Currently, I'm teaching Technical Writing.) I really, really enjoy getting paid to be a writer. And I really enjoy the flexibility and freedom of my daily tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. What do you want to be doing?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Writing more poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. What’s next in your life?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Getting poetry published and someday a book -- either poetry or non-fiction, or a mystery novel (still in the works).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. How You Doin’?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super Cool (pronounced really fast as "Ssshuper-cool"). It's currently snowing in Spokane; although not sticking to the ground. Pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. What’s the best book you read this year?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Citizen Vince&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm currently reading like 4 other books with another 5 from the library so I'm feeling like I need a "book retreat" to get caught up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Describe a perfect day?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleeping in until about 8:30, breakfast of French Toast, power ski day with my husband and fresh tracks, sunny weather and my fingers and toes are constantly warm, sushi for lunch, hot bubble bath, wine and some delicious garlic prawn dish for dinner, followed by at least an hour of lovemaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. Assuming that all things come to an end…how do you think humans will go extinct?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By not recycling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. How are you feeling about kids these days? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13. (- In this space, compose your own question, and answer it -) Favorite color and why?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green, from forest green to lime green. I love every shade, which I think is connected to the earthy hues of nature -- trees, grass, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14. Ambrozzo tastes better than anything else, what does ambrozzo taste like?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kahlua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15. If you were a cliché, what cliché would you be?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Student is an asset to the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16. What is your least favorite part of any given day?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Getting out of bed (if it's before 8:30/9 a.m.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17. Do you enjoy science fiction?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No. Never have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18. Cheese or Chocolate?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chocolate.  (As in cranberry, white chocolate scones!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19. Where would you live if you could live anywhere?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland (in the Alps), or Munich, Germany, or New Zealand, or Bellingham, Washington&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Not necessarily in this order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20. What was your first concert?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Donnie and Marie Osmond at the Puyallup State Fair. (My parents took me and I came "this close" to shaking Marie's hand!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21. If you could start a business that would be instantly successful, what kind of business would it be?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poetry On Demand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22. Invisibility or Time Travel?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time Travel - I'd go back to my elementary or 7th grade self and give her a pep talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23. What’s wrong with the world?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too many people who are selfish, unforgiving, and lack compassion...and who drive SUVs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-5279945495371153954?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5279945495371153954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=5279945495371153954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5279945495371153954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/5279945495371153954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/survey.html' title='survey'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-2719347464178209810</id><published>2007-02-22T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T14:27:44.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I thank  you, God, for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and  for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is  infinite, which is yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;e. e.  cummings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-2719347464178209810?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2719347464178209810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=2719347464178209810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2719347464178209810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2719347464178209810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-2492387387187420641</id><published>2007-02-20T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T17:44:55.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books you should read'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Books</title><content type='html'>Ever have a list of books you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; you should have read, but just haven't yet? Maybe it was never assigned in a class you took, and you just feel guilty now for still having not read the "classic"? Or you've started it, but haven't finished it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some from this &lt;a href="http://archives.seattletimes.nwsource.com/cgi-bin/texis.cgi/web/vortex/display?slug=buzz21&amp;date=20070119&amp;amp;query=Sherman+Alexie"&gt;list &lt;/a&gt;make me feel that way. Please, Sherman, still be my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-2492387387187420641?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2492387387187420641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=2492387387187420641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2492387387187420641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/2492387387187420641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/top-10-books.html' title='Top 10 Books'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-1977274511523881910</id><published>2007-02-19T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T12:08:14.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s books'/><title type='text'>freedom of words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="nyt_headline" class="nyt_headline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now I know what to bring as a gift to my next baby shower! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/02/18/books/18newb.html?ex=1329627600&amp;en=d7ca0dfed03d0c90&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;With One Word, Children’s Book Sets Off Uproar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="byline" class="byline"&gt;By JULIE BOSMAN&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="pubdate" class="timestamp"&gt;Published: February 18, 2007&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="summary" class="story"&gt;The word “scrotum” is on the first page of “The Higher Power of Lucky,” a book that won the prestigious Newbery Medal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-1977274511523881910?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1977274511523881910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-3020016840123642358</id><published>2007-02-14T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T18:13:04.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my #1 valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdPBo8mNB7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/w62V0ytBZc8/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdPBo8mNB7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/w62V0ytBZc8/s400/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031578117908268978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hottie husband who takes me on adventures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdO_W8mNB4I/AAAAAAAAACk/lqkFbjMHZIk/s1600-h/Picture+217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdO_W8mNB4I/AAAAAAAAACk/lqkFbjMHZIk/s400/Picture+217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031575609647368066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and makes me espresso in the backcountry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdPBDcmNB6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/bVK7Fkaso40/s1600-h/Picture+370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdPBDcmNB6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/bVK7Fkaso40/s320/Picture+370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031577473663174562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-3020016840123642358?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdPBo8mNB7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/w62V0ytBZc8/s72-c/Picture+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-1526984518301467514</id><published>2007-02-14T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T18:16:04.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my #2 valentine...Emerson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdPCNsmNB8I/AAAAAAAAADY/_ExpGIKBWo8/s1600-h/Picture+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RdPCNsmNB8I/AAAAAAAAADY/_ExpGIKBWo8/s320/Picture+213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031578749268461506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8835805034747488557</id><published>2007-02-14T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:53:58.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>a Valentine's day poem (regardless of your lover status)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Wendy Cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At lunchtime I bought a huge orange--&lt;br /&gt;The size of it made us all laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave--&lt;br /&gt;They got quarters and I had a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that orange, it made me so happy,&lt;br /&gt;As ordinary things often do&lt;br /&gt;Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.&lt;br /&gt;This is peace and contentment. It's new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;I did all the jobs on my list&lt;br /&gt;And enjoyed them and had some time over.&lt;br /&gt;I love you. I'm glad I exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8835805034747488557?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8835805034747488557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8835805034747488557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8835805034747488557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8835805034747488557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day-poem-regardless-of-your.html' title='a Valentine&apos;s day poem (regardless of your lover status)'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8417175434917940100</id><published>2007-02-09T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:47:06.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Citizen Vince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jess Walter'/><title type='text'>lunch with a famous author</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the perks of teaching at a community college in Spokane is that there are local authors who publish great books here and who agree to come speak to our students. Such is the case with &lt;a href="http://www.jesswalter.com"&gt;Jess Walters&lt;/a&gt; this week. He was hilarious, kind, and shared inspiring words with students Wednesday morning. Afterwards, some of the English faculty took him out to lunch at Orlando's, the student culinary academy restaurant on campus.  (They make really delicious&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, fancy dishes, like eggplant tart with a tomato sauce -- which is described more poetically in the menu than I just did. And creme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;brulee&lt;/span&gt; for dessert. And with drizzles of sauces on the plate for decorative effect.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I tagged along last minute and delayed going to my magazine job. Seriously, I thought to myself, how many chances does one get to go to lunch with Jess Walters?! I sat at the end of the table; he was in the middle -- third from the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the English faculty held an "author salon" with Jess the previous Thursday evening at a fellow instructor's home, I had already warmed up to Jess...ya know, feeling pretty chummy as he chatted with us about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Citizen Vince&lt;/span&gt;, his new book, his writing life, personal tidbits about his funny life, this and that. He drank red wine, as did the rest of us. (Slow down there, Ms. Dean of Arts and Sciences!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all this to explain why at lunch I suddenly felt compelled to share with Jess, and the other people present, about Brotherhood 2.0. The guy next to me brought up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt;, and well...it just fit. And since Jess is so funny and often tells stories about his adventures with his brother, I thought it would be appropriate. He thought the "In Your Pants" rule for book titles was funny, and hadn't yet heard of it -- or of the Brotherhood video blogs. I'll have to e-mail him the pants clip. Jess and I also chatted a bit about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;EWU&lt;/span&gt;, where we both attended (him for his BA, me for my MFA -- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, who's published and living life as a full-time writer and hasn't been to a "job" in 12 years?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Jess's book titles fit the rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Citizen Vince&lt;/span&gt; in your pants?         &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;....unless that's a "pet" name, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Zero&lt;/span&gt; in your pants.            &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Oooh&lt;/span&gt;, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruby Ridge&lt;/span&gt; in your pants?        Okay, maybe so after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Land of the Blind &lt;/span&gt;in your pants?    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Naw&lt;/span&gt;. (Although, someone somewhere probably thinks that's kinda funny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Tiffany, did you finish CV yet? I did. And I know you'll appreciate my sharing the humor of the brotherhood, which you first shared with me, w/ my new buddy Jess!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8417175434917940100?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8417175434917940100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8417175434917940100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8417175434917940100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8417175434917940100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/lunch-with-famous-author.html' title='lunch with a famous author'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-1364457266281850450</id><published>2007-02-02T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:47:06.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lego ski bike'/><title type='text'>Lego ski bike - a nephew's creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPo9YcGGuI/AAAAAAAAABk/TnJTqkLDM8M/s1600-h/legoskibike4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPo9YcGGuI/AAAAAAAAABk/TnJTqkLDM8M/s200/legoskibike4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027117750305561314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPo34cGGtI/AAAAAAAAABc/KLaGvn7po20/s1600-h/legoskibike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPo34cGGtI/AAAAAAAAABc/KLaGvn7po20/s200/legoskibike.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027117655816280786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPou4cGGsI/AAAAAAAAABU/Qt4c9nFx-VA/s1600-h/legoskibike1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPou4cGGsI/AAAAAAAAABU/Qt4c9nFx-VA/s200/legoskibike1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027117501197458114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPooocGGrI/AAAAAAAAABM/_yQGKGQGl1k/s1600-h/legoskibike3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPooocGGrI/AAAAAAAAABM/_yQGKGQGl1k/s200/legoskibike3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027117393823275698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what a cool 13-year-old! (Happy Birthday, dude...wait, that's only for tomorrow. Hope you haven't opened your card yet!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-1364457266281850450?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1364457266281850450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=1364457266281850450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1364457266281850450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1364457266281850450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/lego-ski-bike-nephews-creation.html' title='Lego ski bike - a nephew&apos;s creation'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RcPo9YcGGuI/AAAAAAAAABk/TnJTqkLDM8M/s72-c/legoskibike4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-6126381993465754727</id><published>2007-01-29T16:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:21:17.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Support the movement: Washington State Poet Laureate</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recent Poetry News...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TO: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family:arial;" id="lw_1170117150_0" &gt;      WA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Poets Association Members, Friends, and Subscribers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SUBJECT:  Poet Laureate bill clears first hurdle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Following much planning and energy by the partnering bill pushers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Substitute&lt;br /&gt;House Bill 1279, establishing a poet larueate position for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family:arial;" id="lw_1170117150_1" &gt;Washington State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;has passed out of the House State Government and Tribal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Affairs committee&lt;br /&gt;with 8 ayes.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The House committee heard testimony from three state Representatives: prime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sponsor Mary Skinner, Lynn Kessler, and Pat Lantz.  Representing the partnership &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was Kris Tucker (WA State Arts Commission), Karen Bonaudi and Ed Stover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(WA&lt;br /&gt;Poets Association), and Ted Lord (Humanities Washington).  Additional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;testimony&lt;br /&gt;was heard from Michael Weigers (Copper Canyon Press), Jeffrey Youde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Quilcene&lt;br /&gt;HS) and Paul Nelson (WPA).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is as far as a poet laureate bill has gotten (in the last 10 years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at least), and&lt;br /&gt;our eyes now turn to the Senate, where the companion bill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SB 5649 was dropped&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. birthed) Jan. 26.  That bill needs to pass out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of its committee of origin,&lt;br /&gt;Government Operations and Elections, by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feb. 28 to stay alive. We are hoping it&lt;br /&gt;will happen a lot sooner than that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Passing legislation is a huge, timed&lt;br /&gt;steeplechase, where you have to clear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;certain hurdles within certain times or the&lt;br /&gt;bill dies.  Companion bills give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you two horses in the race in case one stumbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are hoping the poet laureate effort will present a do-good opportunity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for the&lt;br /&gt;legislature, where they can do something positive with bi-partisan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;accord--and do it&lt;br /&gt;quickly before the pressures of heavy issues start to pile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;up.  The $30,000 we are&lt;br /&gt;asking in start-up funds will not break the budget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Below are the Representatives and Senators who sponsored the respective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bills. &lt;br /&gt;If any of them are from your district or you know them personally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shoot them an&lt;br /&gt;email thanking them for their support. We'll keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Representatives Skinner, Kessler, Lantz, Hasegawa, Dickerson, Haler, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;McIntire,&lt;br /&gt;Conway, Newhouse, Kenney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Senators Tom, Honeyford, Kohl-Welles, Hatfield, Pridemore, Clements, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacobsen, Kline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--by Karen Bonaudi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-6126381993465754727?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6126381993465754727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=6126381993465754727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6126381993465754727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6126381993465754727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/support-movement-washington-state-poet.html' title='Support the movement: Washington State Poet Laureate'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-6419225271387970852</id><published>2007-01-26T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T16:03:29.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers tax savings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deductions'/><title type='text'>Tiffany, Tim and other public school teachers (bless your dear souls!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://finance.yahoo.com/taxes/article/102285/Dig_Deeper_for_Deductions"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teachers' Deduction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Take note of this tax break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-6419225271387970852?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6419225271387970852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=6419225271387970852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6419225271387970852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6419225271387970852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/tiffany-tim-and-other-public-school.html' title='Tiffany, Tim and other public school teachers (bless your dear souls!)'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-6375892237648855132</id><published>2007-01-26T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:55:49.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuzzy wrap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spokane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice skating'/><title type='text'>Spokane and girls in short, sparkly skirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spokane is a busy place &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/26/sports/othersports/26skate.html?ex=157680000&amp;en=d46a4e93c8eccbfc&amp;amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;right now&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intriguing passage with a key quote from an ice skater: (bold emphasis is mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[Johnny] Weir had a high-collared black coat and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuzzy wrap around his waist&lt;/span&gt;. Weir recently posed for photos in BlackBook Magazine in provocative, shirtless poses and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wearing high heels&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weir, 22, has always been unapologetic about his personality. And he said that he and Lysacek do get along, outside of events like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“At competitions, we’re not friends,” Weir said. “I have my objective and he has his objective and that’s healthy. I wouldn’t want to have a friend sitting next to me in the locker room talking about American Idol and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curling each other’s hair&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think "WTF" is an apt response from any reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than watch the thrilling long program Saturday night, I'm going to see &lt;a href="http://www.dancummins.tv/"&gt;the funniest comedian&lt;/a&gt; in Spokane! Here's a sneak &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1083249608"&gt;peek&lt;/a&gt;. And more proof how funny Dan Cummins is...&lt;a href="http://www.dancummins.tv/starbucks.asp"&gt;his Starbucks jokes&lt;/a&gt;! (We heard him on New Year's Eve for the first time..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HA-larious&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-6375892237648855132?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6375892237648855132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=6375892237648855132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6375892237648855132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6375892237648855132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/spokane-and-girls-in-short-sparkly.html' title='Spokane and girls in short, sparkly skirts'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-9012376175250883212</id><published>2007-01-19T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:23:07.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAP your brakes!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPE8vL5hlFA"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPE8vL5hlFA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPE8vL5hlFA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Idiots&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most drivers in Spokane, however, do okay. Especially my husband! (and me, although with some trepidation.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-9012376175250883212?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/9012376175250883212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=9012376175250883212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/9012376175250883212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/9012376175250883212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/tap-your-brakes.html' title='TAP your brakes!!!'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-1778415066291456439</id><published>2007-01-19T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:11:43.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most interesting news story I've read today</title><content type='html'>Key quote: "Sakinah Booker, who had been attending Bates College with the hope of running a Starbucks store one day, said she and her boys have lived a somewhat nomadic life. She said Semaj is clever and suspects he learned to drive by playing video games."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://archives.seattletimes.nwsource.com/cgi-bin/texis.cgi/web/vortex/display?slug=planekid18m0&amp;date=20070118&amp;amp;query=9+year+old"&gt; 9-year-old caught flights back to Texas because "he hated it here"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-1778415066291456439?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1778415066291456439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=1778415066291456439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1778415066291456439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1778415066291456439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/most-interesting-news-story-ive-read.html' title='Most interesting news story I&apos;ve read today'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-6414290635772726158</id><published>2007-01-19T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:59:44.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS...is sad (but still has a "happy" ending)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="nyt_headline" class="nyt_headline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/18/us/18dna.html?ex=157680000&amp;en=25d915ef108191f8&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;A 12th Dallas Convict Is Exonerated by DNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="byline" class="byline"&gt;By RALPH BLUMENTHAL&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="pubdate" class="timestamp"&gt;Published: January 18, 2007&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="summary" class="story"&gt;The 12 overturned convictions in Dallas County are more than have occurred anywhere else except the entire states of New York and Illinois.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-6414290635772726158?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6414290635772726158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=6414290635772726158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6414290635772726158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/6414290635772726158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/thisis-sad-but-still-has-happy-ending.html' title='THIS...is sad (but still has a &quot;happy&quot; ending)'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-1633471456049042689</id><published>2007-01-19T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T15:42:38.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schweitzer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skiing'/><title type='text'>My cool skier husband (@ Schweitzer Mt.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RbFXOYcGGlI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IfbcVROANMo/s1600-h/Schweitzer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RbFXOYcGGlI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IfbcVROANMo/s400/Schweitzer.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021890964084890194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-1633471456049042689?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1633471456049042689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=1633471456049042689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1633471456049042689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/1633471456049042689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-cool-skier-husband-schweitzer-mt.html' title='My cool skier husband (@ Schweitzer Mt.)'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/RbFXOYcGGlI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IfbcVROANMo/s72-c/Schweitzer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-8272464046718860081</id><published>2007-01-16T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:17:59.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Willow Springs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sherman Alexie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jess Walter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EWU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Willow Springs latest issue</title><content type='html'>So I'm a bit slow in realizing the debut of the fall issue, but now I know that Sherman and Jess are in &lt;a href="http://willowsprings.ewu.edu/index.php"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt;...cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/Ra1Lb_fw-hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FiktdK9RziU/s1600-h/issue58sh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/Ra1Lb_fw-hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FiktdK9RziU/s400/issue58sh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020752103861189138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Currently reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiction &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Citizen Vince&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.jesswalter.com/"&gt;Jess Walter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poetry &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://bestamericanpoetry.com/archive/?id=20"&gt;The Best American Poetry 2006 edition &lt;/a&gt;(a Christmas gift from my father-in-law!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magazine &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.pw.org/mag/"&gt;Poets &amp;amp; Writers Magazine, Jan/Feb 2007 issue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-8272464046718860081?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8272464046718860081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=8272464046718860081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8272464046718860081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/8272464046718860081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/willow-springs-latest-issue.html' title='Willow Springs latest issue'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/Ra1Lb_fw-hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FiktdK9RziU/s72-c/issue58sh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-3953172173733902195</id><published>2007-01-16T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T13:52:36.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frappuccino'/><title type='text'>My metaphorical flavor of Frappuccino...and you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;White Chocolate Mocha Frappuccino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorfrappuccinoareyouquiz/white-chocolate-mocha.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind and forward looking, you're the first to introduce a wacky new trend to your friends. And even if your ideas seem weird, they get adopted pretty quickly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorfrappuccinoareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Frappuccino Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-3953172173733902195?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3953172173733902195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=3953172173733902195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/3953172173733902195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/3953172173733902195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-metaphorical-flavor-of.html' title='My metaphorical flavor of Frappuccino...and you?'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-116310381265258526</id><published>2006-11-09T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:23:32.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend backpacking trip to Hub Lake, Montana (Bitterroot Mts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/1600/JuddAmy_DipperFallsWardCreekMT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/400/JuddAmy_DipperFallsWardCreekMT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/1600/JuddAmy_HubLake_panoramic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/400/JuddAmy_HubLake_panoramic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/1600/JuddAmy_HubLake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/400/JuddAmy_HubLake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/1600/Judd_ridgetrail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/400/Judd_ridgetrail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-116310381265258526?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/116310381265258526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=116310381265258526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/116310381265258526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/116310381265258526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekend-backpacking-trip-to-hub-lake.html' title='Weekend backpacking trip to Hub Lake, Montana (Bitterroot Mts)'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-115535025924253605</id><published>2006-08-11T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:37:39.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dead bodies as art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NPR has had fascinating stories on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bodyworlds.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Body Worlds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for two days in a row. I'm intrigued enough to want to fly to an exhibit in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bodyworlds.com/en/exhibitions/current_exhibitions.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boston, St. Paul, Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bodyworlds.com/en/exhibitions/future_exhibitions.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vancouver, B.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My health care worker husband would be totally into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check it out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5553329"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cadaver Exhibits Are Part Science, Part Sideshow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; . . . freaky.   ew.   cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-115535025924253605?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115535025924253605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=115535025924253605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/115535025924253605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/115535025924253605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/dead-bodies-as-art_11.html' title='dead bodies as art'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-115534912662242024</id><published>2006-08-11T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:18:46.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>renegrade writers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I read the book, but it was only today that I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://therenegadewriter.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Renegrade Writer blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've also read some of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lindaformichelli.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Linda Formichelli's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;articles in &lt;em&gt;Writer's Digest&lt;/em&gt; magazine (library copies, of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm the first to admit that my freelance writing (queries and otherwise) has been pretty spartan this summer. Although I sent off a completed article last night, the previous last assignments were completed in June. However, my great excuse is that my new magazine editor/writer job has been keeping me busy. Which is true. And now that issue number two (for the bi-monthly mag I manage) was sent to the printer today, I'm wondering how I can keep up my energy and creativity for freelance writing at home, while still working maintaining positive and productive energy and creativity for the daily 9-5 p.m. staff position. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing about freelance writing: it sure is nice to have absolute and unlimited control over the writing topics -- of course, limited only by ability to research, find sources, etc. Of course, the easy part is always thinking of ideas. The hard work is finding a venue for publication and getting the pitch accepted. Oh, and the actual writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As an editor (who's also the primary writer for the 52-page magazine), I still have a wide range of creative license within the scope of the editorial content. With the tons I've learned so far (editing articles for succintness, word count constraints, readibility, style, headline writing, fact checking, etc.) my writing has improved immensely. It's a daily learning process, I believe. It's easy to write in a dull manner. And sometimes that's sort of what a first draft tends to be when there isn't a passionate, first-hand connection with the topic. (Just get down the facts and basic structure. Then breathe life into it later after some further research and reflection.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, it's my goal to make time to create queries for regional (non-Spokane...like Seattle) and national publications, spinning off ideas from the Spokane magazines I write for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. Was this a boring post? It feels like it. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-115534912662242024?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115534912662242024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=115534912662242024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/115534912662242024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/115534912662242024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/renegrade-writers.html' title='renegrade writers'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-115378472678069630</id><published>2006-07-24T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T16:45:26.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gritty underbelly = poetry ideas</title><content type='html'>Quote of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spokane is not the first place in Washington you would expect to find literary types. But there has been a lively writing scene here for years, drawn by university programs, cheap housing and a gritty underbelly that provides plenty of fodder for writers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from the PI article, &lt;a href="http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/books/277296_jesswalter13.html"&gt;"There's no mystery to this Spokane author's success"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-115378472678069630?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115378472678069630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=115378472678069630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/115378472678069630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/115378472678069630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/gritty-underbelly-poetry-ideas.html' title='gritty underbelly = poetry ideas'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-115378452712250980</id><published>2006-07-24T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T16:42:07.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just that I have a full-time writing job now at a local magazine, and had a few freelance assignments in June. This doesn't leave much time for blogging...or poetry writing, either. (I'm currently average one new poem a month. Hmmm.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And summer time has been busy with backpacking, water skiing, cherry picking, voracious magazine reading, yard work, and dog walking. I also just finished reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thomaslfriedman.com/worldisflat.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The World is Flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;(If you've read it, you understand that there's a lot of information to digest. A combination of awe and sheepish admission that I only knew a small iota of this stuff, along with many "uh huh" moments because Friedman's ideas--especially why the Middle East is so bent on unflattening the global community--are understandable and right on.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hopefully, you who are reading this have had your own engaging, intellectual, fruitful summer time, as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most importantly, what are you reading?  Your comments are enthusiastically welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-115378452712250980?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115378452712250980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=115378452712250980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/115378452712250980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/115378452712250980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114793390651954908</id><published>2006-05-17T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T16:24:19.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th grade moustache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I saw a 7th grader with a moustache this week. Faint, but visible. Little wispy hairs, not enough to shave, but enough to make him seem cool to the other boys. Plus, he was like 5'7" tall...which, if you've been around middle school kids much, you know that is really quite tall. The average 7th grade boy is maybe five feet tall, with arms and wrists like spring branches reaching out to touch anything kinesthetically interesting. I subbed for a science class where the student-teacher did everything. I was just the legal certified adult in the room, a back-up (which, there was a fight, initiated by an unwanted wet-willy, during one period--but it was like over in 20 seconds). It was a very fascinating three hours of human observation. There is an amazing amount of variety in a random sampling of twelve-year-olds. Body shape, size, work ethic, classroom behavior. Which makes the fact that someone found my blog from this search string even more humorous: "how to help students realize value of education". Hmmm, not sure I have the answer for that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eight of the last ten substitute teaching days have been at a middle school...4 of which were consecutive days for the same teacher. I met a future comedian who, everyday, had a funny story to tell about his iguana and poop. Now the next three days, I have another extended assignment. The crazy thing about this week is that the weather is blazing hot here...like 90 degrees, if you can believe that. So these old schools have no AC, poor insulation, horrible ventilation, and it's a sweaty, smelly, sleep-inducing, irritating school day experience for the kids by the end of the day (and their teachers!). Somehow we all make it, but is it uncomfortable! Try putting a business CEO in that kind of work environment for 7 hours and see how he/she feels! These Spokane kids do unbelievably well, actually. They bring water bottles, wear sleeveless shirts. I told one class of 8th graders today, "Everytime you talk, you release 98.6 degree air into the room. It'll get cooler if you don't talk." They believed me, which I'm not sure that statement is false--I just don't have proof. One girl even said to me, "You should be a science teacher." I think they thought I was super-smart for knowing the body's core temperature was 98.6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But back to the million dollar question, how do you help students realize the value of education? Show them the money! Or at least tell them about the money. Education = choices = money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With education (and the corresponding knowledge and skills), they have more opportunities and a greater array of choices. Choices for college. Choices for jobs, careers. The choice to not live with their parents until they're thirty! And with choices for higher education and jobs, comes money (i.e., fast food server vs. engineer--as one extreme example). And with money comes more choices--where to live, what to drive, how to dress, what to eat, how one lives, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If kids can see that connection, the long-term benefits of education, then maybe there's a chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114793390651954908?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114793390651954908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114793390651954908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114793390651954908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114793390651954908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/7th-grade-moustache.html' title='7th grade moustache'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114722891471404691</id><published>2006-05-09T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:25:10.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I forget to tell you Yusef came to town?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spokane's annual Get Lit! festival was a few weeks ago. Yusef Komunyakaa's poetry reading (April 21 in Cheney) was &lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt;. His deep, resonating voice was mesmerizing . . . which if you don't get turned on by poetry, you won't really understand what I mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fun fact question: what do &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/22"&gt;Yusef &lt;/a&gt;and I both have in common, besides a love of reading and writing poetry? We both had the same creative writing professor. Christopher Howell was Yusef's teacher at Colorado State long ago...now Chris teaches in the MFA program at Eastern. Chris's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ewupress.ewu.edu/lynxhousebacklist.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lynx House Press &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;also published Yusef's first book of poems, &lt;em&gt;Lost in the Bonewheel Factory&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also heard Julie Gamberg read poems from her new (and first) book, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://ewupress.ewu.edu/poetry/museum.htm"&gt;The Museum of Natural History&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;I highly recommend it if you enjoy lyrical poetry--you can buy it direct from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ewupress.ewu.edu/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EWU Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. She opened up for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nancypearl.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nancy Pearl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, who was very witty and engaging. Then Saturday night there was a late-night poetry reading at The Davenport Hotel. And then...the following Tuesday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/dhall/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Donald Hall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Donald Hall!) gave a poetry reading at Whitworth College! Man, it was poetry heaven in Spokane! All my favorite poet/writer friends were in attendance and I shook Donald's hand, he signed my two books (&lt;em&gt;Without &lt;/em&gt;and his book of essays), and was such an enjoyable man. Because of his age (Robert Frost was his teacher at Bread Loaf...he's almost 80 years old), I suspect he may not be giving too many more poetry readings outside of his general hometown area. So I felt very honored to have heard him read his work, plus his witty transitionary banter between his poems. (Here's a neat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poems.com/halinter.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;interview &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with Donald Hall.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And to give you a taste of Julie's style, here are some of my favorite lines:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I am not a twin and have never felt part of something larger. When I look up I do not contemplate the universe and feel tiny. I am always wide open. I am enormous." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- the last section "Pepper Shaker" from a prose (?) poem called "From the House (I)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The sky looms heavy as steel-toed boots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some years smear into the ones before and since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A decade constructed out of smudged coffee grounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yellow nicotine stain, red wine spills everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's so cold today, the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crammed beneath my skin." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- from "Fast Forward. Rewind. Repeat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114722891471404691?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114722891471404691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114722891471404691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114722891471404691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114722891471404691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/did-i-forget-to-tell-you-yusef-came-to.html' title='Did I forget to tell you Yusef came to town?'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114542230960062233</id><published>2006-04-18T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:51:49.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lines from Jack Gilbert</title><content type='html'>We find out the heart only by dismantling what&lt;br /&gt;the heart knows.  By redefining the morning,&lt;br /&gt;we find a morning that comes just after darkness.&lt;br /&gt;We can break through marriage into marriage.&lt;br /&gt;By insisting on love we spoil it, get beyond&lt;br /&gt;affection and wade mouth-deep into love.&lt;br /&gt;We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/1275"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jack Gilbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, from his poem "Tear it Down" (&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/knopf/authors/gilbert/"&gt;The Great Fires&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His bio does not include that he was a visiting professor some years ago for Eastern's MFA program. After he left, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pshares.org/issues/article.cfm?prmArticleID=7941"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jonathan Johnson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took over that office...and I've sat in there many times.  Good vibes there.  Now Nance has that office and Jonathan, now Program Director, gets one next to the main office...in case you were wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114542230960062233?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114542230960062233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114542230960062233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114542230960062233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114542230960062233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/04/lines-from-jack-gilbert.html' title='lines from Jack Gilbert'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114507179322559476</id><published>2006-04-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:29:53.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>halfway over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/1600/nationalpoetrymonthposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/320/nationalpoetrymonthposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...so it's &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org"&gt;National Poetry Month&lt;/a&gt;, the "official" celebration that happens every April. Though some of us breathe and live poetry all the time through a combination of reading it, writing it, thinking about it. Even when I'm reading a great novel or book of non-fiction, I'm still considering the lyricism of the author's language, figurative language, what kind of spin-off image or poem could occur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The past few nights I've had some really lucid images in my mind while drifting off to sleep.  The first time it happened, a really strange and beautiful image came to me in an entire line.  I remember feeling really cool I had thought of it, and that I should write it down.  But I was so cozy.  The bed was warm, my husband was in a deep sleep and I was only a few seconds behind him. I didn't disturb my sleep to write it down.  I actually said in my head, "This is so good, I won't forget this line."  Zzzzzzzzz.....Zzzzzzzz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still can't remember that damn good line.  But last night, it happened again.  "White ducks lined up like mannequin heads"...or something like that, at least that's how it started.  I was half-asleep, but still able to think: "Ok, the lucid lines are starting to come. Let them."  And then words started building into complete lines!  I didn't want to turn on the light.  I didn't want to move at all.  I wished for a dictaphone to appear on my nightstand.  I'm such a slave to my art, to my calling...obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I didn't want to miss the chance of writing that one really great poem that would be "the one" to first get published in a national literary magazine. (Oh, the ambitious hope I have!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I did it--turned on the light, grabbed the ballpoint pen by my clock, and scribbled on the back of a library check-out receipt until I had no more room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I read in the morning was a little...well, odd.  I still need to sort it out. The World's Greatest Line of Poetry Conceived While Half-Asleep is not going to premiere today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But do read a &lt;a href="http://www.web-books.com/Classics/Poetry/Anthology/Stevens_W/Sunday.htm"&gt;great poem &lt;/a&gt;today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114507179322559476?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114507179322559476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114507179322559476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114507179322559476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114507179322559476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/04/halfway-over.html' title='halfway over'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114473737796378644</id><published>2006-04-10T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:39:40.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we all know one, don't we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I couldn't wait for another day to post this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Regurgimailer&lt;/strong&gt;: people who forward to everyone they know everything that lands in their in-boxes. Warnings about techniques that rapists use in parking lots; photos of adorable missing children; heart-warming lists of why women and their friendships are so wonderful; jokes about, well, everything. The fact that most of the items either have been traveling the Internet for years or turn out not to be true, or both, does not stop them. A word to regurgimailers — check Snopes.com before you forward, please." - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/04/09/jobs/09wcol.html?ex=1302235200&amp;en=3e84340a49787eda&amp;amp;ei=5088&amp;partner=rssnyt&amp;amp;emc=rss"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LISA BELKIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'s article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;True finding: People from North Dakota are especially prone to this, as I usually get &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; they send to my mom--another ND native.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114473737796378644?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114473737796378644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114473737796378644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114473737796378644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114473737796378644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-all-know-one-dont-we.html' title='we all know one, don&apos;t we?'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114473658799634847</id><published>2006-04-10T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:23:08.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drinking coffee in Spokane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hung out with "&lt;a href="http://wide-eyedpoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wide-Eyed&lt;/a&gt;" today for some good coffee, a walk through the park, and stimulating conversation. Colorado is lucky to have her. Rebecca for Poet Laureate in 2021! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New in the book-bag this week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anne Lamott's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookreporter.com/reviews2/1573222992.asp"&gt;Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ZZ Packer's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookreporter.com/reviews/1573222348.asp"&gt;Drinking Coffee Elsewhere &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;100 Essential Modern Poems&lt;/em&gt;, an anthology created by Joseph Parisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Best American Poetry 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Denise Levertov's &lt;em&gt;New &amp; Selected Essays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ASJA Guide to Freelance Writing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Handbook for Freelance Writing&lt;/em&gt;, by Michael Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This afternoon:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I read (quite loudly) some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yusef Komunyakaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poems on the corner of Main and Washington in front of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.auntiesbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Auntie's Bookstore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while standing on top of a milk crate, as part of the Milk Crate Readings for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ewu.edu/getlit/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get Lit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  In addition, I helped pass out festival programs to pedestrians (and a few drivers) with two other poets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you live near Spokane, Wash., you should go to &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; one event--some are free or low-cost, others are worth the ticket price. Embrace a spirit of literacy! This is, like, one of the coolest things that happens every year in Spokane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ewu.edu/getlit/2005/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I met Rita Dove, Robert Bly, and David Sedaris at Get Lit! This year I'm attending the Yusef reading and Nancy Pearl event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Writing Biz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An interesting NYT's article, "&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/04/09/weekinreview/09lohr.html?ei=5058&amp;en=2704d8f63693bc0f&amp;amp;ex=1145160000&amp;partner=IWON&amp;amp;pagewanted=all"&gt;This Boring Headline is Written for Google&lt;/a&gt;", about how headlines are used to generate internet traffic via search engine listings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And finally, here's my list of recommended places to &lt;strong&gt;drink coffee&lt;/strong&gt; (while writing) in Spokane:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Rockwood Bakery&lt;/em&gt; - Excellent lattes every time; delicious baked goods with half-price deals for day-old muffins and scones; great people-watching opportunities; free parking; a plethora of tables; friendly staff. Kids love coming here, too, because of their huge chocolate chip cookies and decorated seasonal cupcakes! A relaxing place to get some writing done. Their drip coffee is only $1.35 with 25-cent refills. I'm not sure if they exclusively sell Craven's Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Starbucks&lt;/em&gt; - Like most major cities, there are very many locations to choose from. Some stores are not big enough to handle the number of people who want to linger for hours and write on a laptop or do homework. Sometimes fellow patrons can be fairly loud, and the crowded stores can be too chatty for reading/writing--rather than a dull background noise, it can sound like a sporadic conversational party. Great for stealing dialogue if you can pick out specific comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;The Empyrean Coffeehouse&lt;/em&gt; - Hosts poetry readings,concerts, mini art gallery, serves individualized French Press coffee, as well as alcohol and good food. Lots of space to hang out, which seems to attract a large adolescent crowd to this downtown venue. I'm glad kids have a cool place to go, but they can be a little too rowdy for an otherwise laid-back coffeehouse culture--especially when Saturday evening poetry readings are taking place. Finding nearby parking can be difficult. Meters free after 6pm and all day Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Lindaman's &lt;/em&gt;- Delicious lattes, gourmet food, and it's okay to just get a coffee and hang out for awhile and write. The barista man creates really neat designs in your milk foam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...But then again, you could make your own coffee at home and write at your table. That sounds like a good deal, especially when a coffee shop owner says this: “...the profit margins are the highest in the food industry. You can make a 16-ounce cup of mocha for 55 cents and sell it for $3.25 or $3.50.” - Okay then...who wants to go to the new &lt;a href="http://www.spokanejournal.com/spokane_id=article&amp;amp;sub=2736"&gt;Coffee Deluxe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114473658799634847?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114473658799634847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114473658799634847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114473658799634847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114473658799634847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/04/drinking-coffee-in-spokane.html' title='drinking coffee in Spokane'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114436173363622647</id><published>2006-04-06T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:15:33.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recently published</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/24878/cheating_our_kids_exposes_the_real.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;book review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; of Joe Williams' book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/20635/interview_with_former_olympian_don.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; article with former Olympian and Bloomsday race director Don Kardong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114436173363622647?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114436173363622647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114436173363622647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114436173363622647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114436173363622647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/04/recently-published.html' title='recently published'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114411683545669856</id><published>2006-04-03T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:13:55.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out of silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am dead, even then,&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you, I will wait in these poems,&lt;br /&gt;When I am dead, even then&lt;br /&gt;I am still listening to you.&lt;br /&gt;I will still be making poems for you&lt;br /&gt;out of silence;&lt;br /&gt;silence will be falling into that silence,&lt;br /&gt;it is building music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Muriel Rukeyser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Considered one of the prominent foundational poets in the feminist school of poetry, &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/100"&gt;Rukeyser &lt;/a&gt;is probably largely unknown to non-MFA readers of poetry.  &lt;em&gt;Out of Silence: Selected Poems &lt;/em&gt;is an excellent book to own.  In this poem above, I like to think she's speaking to all the future women poets--her "daughters", so to speak, as if we could channel her like a muse--as well as her son and loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114411683545669856?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114411683545669856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114411683545669856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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writes to make a home for one’s self, in paper, in time, in others’ minds." – Alfred Kazin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next deadline: April 7th - article for &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwrunner.com/"&gt;Northwest Runner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently reading: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookreporter.com/reviews2/0743225732.asp"&gt;The Last Days of Dogtown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, novel by Anita Diamant; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spring 2006 issue of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://prairieschooner.unl.edu/psmain.htm"&gt;Prairie Schooner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This afternoon: teaching English at a local high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next week: my intensive week self-directed "Freelance Writing Boot Camp" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(no sub days due to Spring Break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114382672060071187?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114382672060071187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114382672060071187&amp;isPopup=true' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem . . . ." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Walt Whitman, from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/39/45.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Preface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to &lt;em&gt;Leaves of Grass &lt;/em&gt;(1855)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114361648423965498?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114361648423965498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114361648423965498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114361648423965498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;bade&lt;br /&gt;besotted&lt;br /&gt;brooded/broodingly&lt;br /&gt;chortled/chortling&lt;br /&gt;cleaving&lt;br /&gt;contemptuous&lt;br /&gt;crenellated&lt;br /&gt;cunning&lt;br /&gt;curtly&lt;br /&gt;dawdled&lt;br /&gt;disparate&lt;br /&gt;disquiet&lt;br /&gt;efficacious&lt;br /&gt;envisaged&lt;br /&gt;exerted&lt;br /&gt;feebler&lt;br /&gt;fervently&lt;br /&gt;filigree&lt;br /&gt;furtively&lt;br /&gt;genial/genially&lt;br /&gt;goading&lt;br /&gt;gormless&lt;br /&gt;hastily&lt;br /&gt;haughty&lt;br /&gt;hovel&lt;br /&gt;imperiously&lt;br /&gt;impervious&lt;br /&gt;incantations&lt;br /&gt;incredulously&lt;br /&gt;inexorably&lt;br /&gt;inexplicable&lt;br /&gt;ingenuity&lt;br /&gt;inordinate&lt;br /&gt;intuitive&lt;br /&gt;jocularly&lt;br /&gt;jowls&lt;br /&gt;livid&lt;br /&gt;mirthless&lt;br /&gt;morose&lt;br /&gt;mutinous&lt;br /&gt;oblivious/oblivion&lt;br /&gt;ominous&lt;br /&gt;ostentatiously&lt;br /&gt;pallid&lt;br /&gt;pallor&lt;br /&gt;phial&lt;br /&gt;placidly&lt;br /&gt;pouffe&lt;br /&gt;procure&lt;br /&gt;prodigious&lt;br /&gt;putrid&lt;br /&gt;ramparts&lt;br /&gt;raucous&lt;br /&gt;reminisce&lt;br /&gt;reproving&lt;br /&gt;resolutely&lt;br /&gt;retching&lt;br /&gt;retort&lt;br /&gt;ruefully&lt;br /&gt;ruse&lt;br /&gt;seething&lt;br /&gt;sentry&lt;br /&gt;simpered&lt;br /&gt;sinuously&lt;br /&gt;sodden&lt;br /&gt;sulky&lt;br /&gt;surreptitiously&lt;br /&gt;sycophantically&lt;br /&gt;tersely&lt;br /&gt;travesty&lt;br /&gt;trawled&lt;br /&gt;tripe&lt;br /&gt;uncouth&lt;br /&gt;unplumbed&lt;br /&gt;ursurping&lt;br /&gt;volition&lt;br /&gt;wrest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114281996725978314?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114281996725978314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114237357442648637</id><published>2006-03-14T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T14:43:46.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>freelance writing and coffee break reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the past few months I've been more seriously researching how to establish a presence and earn money as a freelance writer/editor.  There is a lot of exaggerated and useless information available in the form of web sites.  Here's a brief list of how to get started on this path--from someone who finally figured out where to begin in a low-cost and efficient way.  (This assumes that as writer you have proven your successful writing ability through verifiable work experience with businesses &amp;/or non-profit organizations, and you also have some publication credits.  Depending on who you want to target as a freelancer, publication may not be necessary.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.  Join a writer's forum or group.  If you live in the Northwest, join &lt;a href="http://www.seattlewritergrrls.org"&gt;www.seattlewritergrrls.org&lt;/a&gt;.  It's not limited just to women, although that's how it started.  Mainly, this is an online email discussion group for learning about issues related to writing jobs, events, and networking opportunities.  There are over 1,000 members, so many potential employers are there, along with other great bits of advice.  Post any valid writing-related question, and you'll get thoughtful and helpful replies from professionals who've been-there-done-that.  It's a great mentoring venue.  Be sure to read and understand the discussion/membership guidelines.  There is also a Portland Writergrrls chapter, made up of freelance journalists.  I've also started a Spokane Writergrrls chapter that's just getting going--with 10 members so far.  If you live in the Spokane/CdA area, join at: &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SpokaneWritergrrls/"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SpokaneWritergrrls/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.  Check out &lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com"&gt;www.mediabistro.com&lt;/a&gt; - there's a fee to join and get full access, but you can also get a free subscription to view some areas.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.  Check out the web sites of reputable freelance writers, which are used to promote their services.  &lt;a href="http://www.dawnweinberger.com"&gt;www.dawnweinberger.com&lt;/a&gt; is a very good one (she's the founder of Portland Writergrrls).  You can google search for more, but also those who participate in online forums usually include their site address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.  Do further research through books, classes, workshops, etc.  Dawn's website suggests some books.  Amazon has a plethora to choose from, but only one really good one is needed.  I haven't decided which one I'll purchase yet.  I trust Dawn's recommendations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5.  Create a small collection of writing samples to share with editors/publishers either when applying for a job or after you send them your resume and/or query letter.  Perhaps even create a blog portfolio to link to online examples of your work or post samples.  I always wonder about plagarism is this way, so I scanned published pages of my articles and created picture files that were then uploaded.  Some writers pay for web hosting.  I'm not even close to this stage yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6.  Research your local business scene and publications which may provide freelance writing opportunities.  Check out the Chamber of Commerce members, weekly and monthly magazines/publications, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An amusing, even quirky, short story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letterxmag.com/vol.five/stories/wightman.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My God, Is It Raining Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ... strange and surreal.  Worth a short coffee break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many boxes of books do you own?&lt;/strong&gt;  Using small liquor-store boxes, I'd estimate that I have about 10-15.  &lt;a href="http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/books/260959_butlerobit26ww.html"&gt;Octavio Butler &lt;/a&gt;had 300!  She was an African-American science fiction writer who recently passed away.  I'm sorry I never heard of her before, but now I want to read &lt;em&gt;Kindred&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114237357442648637?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114237357442648637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114237357442648637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114237357442648637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114237357442648637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/03/freelance-writing-and-coffee-break.html' title='freelance writing and coffee break reading'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114231059961664915</id><published>2006-03-13T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:29:59.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently published</title><content type='html'>My article at Associated Content:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/20635/interview_with_former_olympian_don.html"&gt;Interview with Former Olympian Don Kardong, Lilac Bloomsday Run Founder and Race Director&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114231059961664915?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114231059961664915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114231059961664915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114231059961664915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114231059961664915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/03/recently-published.html' title='Recently published'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114228811618993963</id><published>2006-03-13T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T14:15:16.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocab Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;apparition&lt;br /&gt;astute&lt;br /&gt;bestial&lt;br /&gt;blithely&lt;br /&gt;bravado&lt;br /&gt;cosseted&lt;br /&gt;derision&lt;br /&gt;dignified&lt;br /&gt;drones&lt;br /&gt;eccentric&lt;br /&gt;enigmatic&lt;br /&gt;enmity&lt;br /&gt;excruciatingly&lt;br /&gt;extricated&lt;br /&gt;exuberantly&lt;br /&gt;furtive&lt;br /&gt;indignantly&lt;br /&gt;irate&lt;br /&gt;jibe&lt;br /&gt;liaison&lt;br /&gt;pestilential&lt;br /&gt;prudent&lt;br /&gt;reluctant&lt;br /&gt;resilient&lt;br /&gt;resolutely&lt;br /&gt;sardonically&lt;br /&gt;secateurs&lt;br /&gt;silhouette&lt;br /&gt;tantamount&lt;br /&gt;vindictive&lt;br /&gt;vivacious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And this is just from chapters 1-14, there's still over 300 pages left to go.  This is the list of words that I would pull out to assist secondary students as a reading strategy.  Teach to the lowest reader, if in doubt.  I'm sure these words would cause pause from the average student, either with pronunciation and/or meaning.  Most kids might say they've "heard" of the word, but wouldn't actually be able to use it in his/her own conversation or written work.  Moreover, they would probably be nervous to read it aloud with confidence.  Some students would rather die than mispronounce a word, where smarty-pants classmates will call out the correct pronunciation right on their heels--or worse, call it out during the reader's pause before attempting it.  That is the teacher's role, always to be done with kindness, naturally.  It's one thing to have the teacher help you.  It's a whole 'nother story when the hottie in the next row does it with the whole class as witness.  Depends on the tone of voice used, of course, by the samaritan classmate.  In middle school, kids are ruthless and like to show how much they know and others don't.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If Harry Potter were on the secondary curriculum list, Albus Dumbledore's dialogue would be excellent examples for teaching the usage of commas, clauses, and inflection in voice to establish characterization.  A challenging sentence diagramming exercise, as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114228811618993963?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114228811618993963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114228811618993963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114228811618993963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114228811618993963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/03/vocab-words.html' title='Vocab Words'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114228729389353028</id><published>2006-03-13T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T14:01:33.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lack of work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;“Under decentralization, the heat might bet turned down at night or the gym floor might go another year without refurnishing.  In the past, if a school made such efforts to save money, the funds would only be sent back to the central office to be spent by someone else.  Now it stays where it may mean a part-time reading instructor.  When substitute teachers are paid by headquarters, teachers call in sick more often.  When money saved on substitutes comes back to the school, absenteeism falls 40%, [William] Ouchi* says.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- from “&lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/money/companies/management/2006-03-08-principals-cover-usat_x.htm"&gt;Schools take a lesson from big business&lt;/a&gt;”, &lt;em&gt;USA Today&lt;/em&gt;, 3/9/06 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(* Ouchi is a UCLA Management professor) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more from this article . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good or bad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;“Principals at high schools in New York City’s autonomous zone have given up assistant principals, guidance counselors and attendance clerks.  But they have been able to add so many teachers with the same budget that the number of students a teacher sees each day has been driven down from 160 to 60, Ouchi says.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yikes!!&lt;/em&gt;  That's an amazing teacher-student ratio; however, I can recall numerous ways that AP's and counselors are important.  Who's doing all that work for them, the principal?  Or are the teachers doing more administrative and non-instructional duties to compensate for this?  And last I knew an attendance clerk was busy making sure there was communication between the school and parents, and keeping track of truancies, etc.  That seems important when high school kids are tempted to fool the system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dark Side? . . . Teacher union president gives his 2 cents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;“ ‘Decentralization is a terrible idea that would be a disaster,’ says A.J. Duffy, president of United Teachers Los Angeles.  Too many principals and assistant principals are ‘demigods who take credit for what teachers do and blame teachers for what goes wrong,’ and they would become more ‘mean spirited’ if given the power of the purse, he says.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;Decentralization works in industry, Duffy says, because employees can find a similar job elsewhere if they have an abusive boss.  ‘You can’t do that in schools,’ he says.  ‘You either work there, or you become a welder.’ ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Is that really the only two choices for LA teachers?  Teacher or welder?  Is it really that hostile there?  Duffy's comments totally undersell and underestimate the aptitute and work skills of teacher.  Educators can apply their talents in numerous ways outside of the traditional teacher position--whether with businesses or non-profit organizations.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A startling example cited in the article -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NYC Catholic schools have a central office staff of 22.  The NYC public school system has ten times as many students, which should correlate into 222 central office staff (using the same efficient, less bureaucratic, lean principles).  Uh…no.  &lt;em&gt;It’s actually 25,500!!&lt;/em&gt;  Outrageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114228729389353028?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114228729389353028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114228729389353028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114228729389353028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114228729389353028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/03/lack-of-work.html' title='lack of work'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114228631598818142</id><published>2006-03-13T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T13:45:16.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eat, pray, love?  sounds good to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/books/262379_book10.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Eat, Pray, Love' is a dazzling memoir of one woman's 'search for everything'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is the title of a &lt;em&gt;Seattle PI&lt;/em&gt; article about Elizabeth Gilbert's new book, &lt;em&gt;Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia&lt;/em&gt; . . . sounds very interesting.  Gilbert's reading in Seattle at Eliot Bay Bookstore on Tuesday evening.  I'd go if I lived within an hour's drive.  Spokane usually isn't fortunate to get many authors doing their West Coast book tour to make the 1-hour flight east (or 4-5 hr drive) for a reading/book signing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114228631598818142?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114228631598818142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114228631598818142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114228631598818142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114228631598818142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/03/eat-pray-love-sounds-good-to-me.html' title='eat, pray, love?  sounds good to me'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114170184953154027</id><published>2006-03-06T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T19:24:09.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i wish was in spokane</title><content type='html'>...as found at &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seattleweekly.com"&gt;Seattle Weekly&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seattleweekly.com/arts/0609/art-poetry.php"&gt;Shar[e]d Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two shows explore the combination of verbal and visual poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114170184953154027?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114170184953154027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114170184953154027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114170184953154027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114170184953154027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-i-wish-was-in-spokane.html' title='something i wish was in spokane'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114170023791677007</id><published>2006-03-06T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:57:17.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>husky lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, not large, big-boned people...&lt;em&gt;husky&lt;/em&gt; as in the dog breed, those who love huskies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you love my Emerson or the general beauty and energy of these happy, strong dogs, you must see the movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/8below/"&gt;Eight Below&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  (Fun fact: There were 2 dogs for each dog character, so look-alikes to make sure there was a back-up as needed.)  See it for the dogs and the scenery, not the human actors.  And Disney sure knows how to manipulate music, close-ups, and dog sounds to maximize the emotional impact and trigger audience response.  Even my husband felt a tiny bit vaclempt.  &lt;em&gt;P.S. The dog known as "Shorty" in the film, looks just like Emerson--except for two same-colored eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And this time of year is &lt;a href="http://www.iditarod.com/"&gt;Iditarod &lt;/a&gt;time.  The official web site, sponsored by the Iditarod Trail Committee, even has stuff for teachers to use in the classroom, updates.  Some other good Race sites include: &lt;a href="http://www.dogsled.com/"&gt;Dogsled.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cabelasiditarod.com/"&gt;Cabela's site&lt;/a&gt; (Always one of my favorite to check with great daily updates and pictures...they are Jeff King's sponsor, and I met King in 2000 while visiting his husky kennel.  Nice guy.), and the &lt;a href="http://www.adn.com/iditarod/"&gt;Anchorage Daily News&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We take Emerson on his own personalized mini-Iditarod races all the time.  On Saturday, he got a 5-mile mountain bike adventure through Manito Park and the surrounding neighborhood--with steep grassy slopes and dirt singletracks.  His tongue flapped out of his mouth and his ears bent back just like he was heading towards Nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114170023791677007?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114170023791677007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114170023791677007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114170023791677007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114170023791677007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/03/husky-lovers.html' title='husky lovers'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114169894149948384</id><published>2006-03-06T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:46:00.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a man named Frank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fun Quote of the Day:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." - &lt;em&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; found in the online pages of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alaskanbeer.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alaska Amber Brewing Co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, I finished reading &lt;em&gt;Angela's Ashes&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.annonline.com/interviews/960913/biography.html"&gt;Frank McCourt&lt;/a&gt;. I know, I know I'm a gazillion years behind the rage of this book, which won a Pulitzer in 1997.  (In my defenese, that was the year I student-taught, graduated from college, and started my first year of full-time teaching--so I have valid excuses for being a little behind in my reading.  Although, I did &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt; reading it once.  I think I just wasn't in the frame of mind to read it then, nor finish it in time to return to the library.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I don't claim to have read a plethora of Pulitzer books, but I have read a number of memoirs and can appreciate the strengths of this book which make it stand out from other memoirs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First, honesty. McCourt does not have to dramatize his personal story, because it has very real gritty and tragic facts. It is what it is. The telling of the history moves swiftly with just the right amount of detail. McCourt, I can imagine, checked facts and details with his brothers and perhaps other relatives, as needed to maintain accuracy. (I haven't researched the writing process behind his memoir, so I may be wrong--but I suppose the answer might be found &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/newshour/bb/entertainment/april97/mccourt_4-7.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.) I don't recall the memoir saying things like, "To the best of my memory..." or other disclaimers. Undoubtedly, when you've endured Ireland the way McCourt has you either have an excellent memory (tragedy being a powerful glue), or you have a bad memory in order to block out the pain and protect the psyche. I believe McCourt has an excellent memory, especially since he recounted many of his childhood anecdotes for his students throughout his career as a high school English teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second, realistic voice. McCourt uses a narrative voice in his first memoir that isn't one of the enlightened adult looking back, using lyrical prose to dazzle the reader and sensationalize scenes. Rather, the succinctness of the narrative is believable as an adult-voice, and also that of the young McCourt, using present tense--to tell the story as if only a few days or hours removed from the events being described. Juvenile, but not childish. Kids like McCourt grew up fast in order to survive. The language used, word choices and not just the dialetic/slang, is what grounds this authentic, trustworthy voice. My favorite term he uses: "the excitement".  I also enjoyed the unflattering and blatantly honest way he describes his experiences growing up Irish-Catholic.  The emptiness, his fascination with the stories of the saints, the hypocrisy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the third strength (which I sort of mentioned above), is the succinct, concise re-telling. In 363 pages, he recounts his life up to age 19. (The only other memoir I've read which covers as many years is Lillian Helman's.) It's consistently engaging because it's not overloaded, long-winded, or otherwise drawn out with redundant, unneccesary details. And regarding page 364...did McCourt have the idea for his second memoir in mind before his first one went to press, or was the second titled &lt;em&gt;Tis&lt;/em&gt; because of page 264?  Just a question I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, that's my short review. I think this book would be a hoot to listen to on tape, but I think I've heard just enough Irish brogue to get a sense of it...och. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114169894149948384?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114169894149948384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114169894149948384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114169894149948384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114169894149948384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/03/man-named-frank.html' title='a man named Frank'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114116176787537718</id><published>2006-02-28T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T19:16:47.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of course</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"In a complex text, organization may be elaborate, messages may be implicit, interactions among ideas or characters may be subtle, and the vocabulary is demanding and intricate."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- from "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com/article/20060228/D8G29MKO1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Study: Reading Key to College Success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think this absolutely characterizes excellent literature from the mediocre.  Whether it's a poem, short story, non-fiction essay, or novel, the more students practice reading and understanding the text--the organization of action and character development, motivation of the characters, intent of the author, the thematic messages and issues, all of the elements that work together to form an engaging and insightful work of literature...crafted in language that is precise and intelligent, without cliches and simplistic descriptions...this package is a complex text.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have always loved to read.  This kind of innate fascination and obsession with reading is probably the foundational common trait among all writers.  It is also probably an inherent quality in every teacher and professor of English.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, the nature of teaching today's high school students is that many students do not have this same admiration and desire for the written word.  Whether or not saturation with books and reading is essential in developing this trait, lest it be lost forever, I can't say.  I do know from my studies in literacy and reading skills, the earlier children are introduced to the concepts of reading, the structure of books and literary forms, and surrounded by healthy, positive language, the more likely a child is to be an excellent reader--not only in skill, but also in his/her motivation to read.  Choosing a book over a movie, for example.  Actually reading the assigned homework chapters for English class.  Actually reading a book!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm also understanding of the reality that certain speech impairments and developmental issues can delay a child's reading readiness and ultimately impact his/her literary.  Depending on what kind of parental support and intervention takes place, and how early, this usually doesn't impact a child through adulthood.  In fact, the most motivated and dedicated students are the ones who overcame a speech impediment, dyslexia, or other difficulty in regards to their ability to read and comprehend.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I was teaching full-time, I required my students to complete an Outside Reading requirement worth 10% of their final grade.  For regular level students, this meant they had to read 300 pages (for total credit) of literature (fiction or non-fiction) each quarter.  Honors students had to read 500 pages a quarter.  The book could not be any from the course curriculum, or a book they read in previous years for English class.  Movie books received 1/2 credit.  (Which became increasingly difficult as more and more good novels have been adapted into screenplays and produced.)  I first learned about this concept from &lt;a href="http://www.janeschaffer.com/"&gt;Jane Schaffer &lt;/a&gt;when I attended my first workshop with her in the fall of 1997, my first year as a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My second year of teaching I broadened the scope to also include "Literary Experiences"--where students could attend a play or poetry/book reading and write a short review about the experience.  It wasn't as time consuming as reading, but not very many chose this route because they didn't want to pay to see a performance or simply weren't interested.  Most did the reading, and after missing it for a quarter quickly realized what a difference it made to their grade.  I evaluated students' credit based on "Oral Book Reports".  Without fail, I could tell if a student had actually read the book or not.  Open it up to a random page, read and passage, then ask the student, "Tell me what's going on."  If students haven't read the book, or haven't read to that passage yet and were trying to test on the whole book, it becomes very apparent--they stumble through an explanation, are vague, etc.  If that haven't read but had a friend fill them in enough or they somehow otherwise were slick enough to sound like they kind of read, I'll pick a few more passages to have them explain.  Often I'll ask specific questions about the character development, theme, or action--usually when I've also read the book.  And since I've read many, many books, the students knew they couldn't fool me easily.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favorite times were when I caught students trying to fib their way through an Oral Book Report.  I'd usually make up an event or a character and ask a question about it.  Because the student hadn't read the book, he/she would try to create a fabricated answer for my fabricated question.  I remember once asking a student who claimed to have read a science-fiction book.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a few stumbling responses, I asked, "So tell me about the character Vader."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The student: "Oh, he's the guy who...."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh, no.  Vader is in Star Wars.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall, the most rewarding part of requring Outside Reading was that I was had 5 minute book discussion with each student at least once a quarter.  Some students read piles of books, over a thousand pages for the school year.  I remember one 11th grade boy who claimed to have never read a book.  I told him to go get Harry Potter from the school library, and I bet he would love it.  This was back in 1999 when Potter was still really, really the IN thing.  He had to be on the waiting list for awhile, and I knew the other student who had the book checked out.  So I told her, "Hey, hurry up and finish that book, I know a kid who needs to read it!"  It was like an after-school special movie, because that 17-year-old kid read &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; and loved it.  He came in so excited on a Monday, telling all about how he read it over the weekend and just couldn't put it down.  How we wanted to get the next book right away and start reading again.  And the awesome thing for him was that because HP books are so thick, he got most of his pages read for the semester!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe the Outside Reading requirement gave students the opportunity to read.  When it's not cool and they are so busy with sports, activities, jobs, and friends, this gave them the excuse to kick back and read.  Isn't that why some adults go on vacation now?  Just to lounge by a pool and read?  Read in the airport, on the plane, laying at the beach.  Read in the hammock, on the couch, in the park, in a coffee shop.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And by giving them the opportunity to read, they practiced their reading skills.  They improved their literacy.  They engaged in reading complex texts.  Sustained commitment to a work of art.  God knows this can't hurt 'em.  And 10 minutes each class day of SSR (sustained silent reading) was also helpful.  Man, I miss that part of teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's one teacher's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lghs.net/teachers/english/mbollhorst/English%209/outside_reading.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;webpage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for outside reading that includes a book list.  neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114116176787537718?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114116176787537718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114116176787537718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114116176787537718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114116176787537718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/of-course.html' title='of course'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114058935141454634</id><published>2006-02-21T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:22:31.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggers turned novelists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.ft.com/cms/s/384be1be-9eb1-11da-ba48-0000779e2340.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Time for the last post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Ana Marie Cox also stands as a prime example of another under-acknowledged weakness of the blogger uprising: to make it in blogging seems to mean making it out of blogging. By the time the Vanity Fair photo spread on Gawker Media hit the store shelves in January, Cox had left Wonkette to focus on &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;promoting her novel Dog Days&lt;/span&gt;, a satire on Washington DC for which she was paid &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;$250,000&lt;/span&gt;. Elizabeth Spiers, too, defected from Gawker after about a year on the job, and her satirical novel &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will be published next year&lt;/span&gt;. Its title is curiously apropos: And They All Die in the End." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The point is, any writer of talent needs the time and peace to produce work that has a chance of enduring."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interesting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114058935141454634?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114058935141454634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114058935141454634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114058935141454634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114058935141454634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/bloggers-turned-novelists.html' title='bloggers turned novelists'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114046496988239064</id><published>2006-02-20T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T11:49:29.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dada in D.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surrealist poets would be delighted to know about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/11432752/site/newsweek/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dada exhibit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at Washington's National Gallery--although this article doesn't give mention about Tristan Tzara founding the movement, just his friends Hugo and Richard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For my MFA Surrealism Poetry course, I chose &lt;a href="http://www.peak.org/~dadaist/English/Graphics/tzara.html"&gt;Tristan Tzara&lt;/a&gt;--the poet &amp; essayist known as the founder of dada--as my research subject.  In addition to the extensive final research paper, I had to write a creative series of works modeled after our historical surrealist writer.  Here are some excerpts from my Tzara-inspired prose, modeled after his "Dada Manifesto" and "Lecture on Dada".  (Reading it now, I realize it makes better sense if combined with reading Tzara's actual manifesto. Or perhaps I was hyped up on coffee at the time of composition.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;III &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;We have always made poorly-constructed rhymes and foamy espresso beverages, but the greatest mistakes are the poems we have written. Gossip has one single bad breath: the rejuvenation and maintenance of biblical and Shakespearean traditions. Gossip is only glorifying itself (like cheerleaders and kids who shop at Old Navy), encouraged by the state-controlled tobacco company (and large home breweries), the international airports of America, all the hospitals in Spokane, the funeral and basket-weaving industry and coffee factories . . . The form under which it most often appears is DADA, and sometimes surrealism in the form of a graduate level Monday night class in downtown Spokane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is simplicity simple, or dada? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I consider myself rather likeable.   (but still, I am at times a wee bit selfish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;IV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is poetry necessary? I know that those who shout in the most nasal voice against it are actually preparing a comfortable obsession for it; they call it the Future Hygienic (or as my dentist would say, a Floss-Free New Order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;People (like professors and other intellectuals) envision the (ever-impending) annihilation of art, independent films in Spokane, and coffee houses that stay open after 10:00 p.m.  Here they are looking for a more art-like art.  Hygiene becomes mygod mygod purity. Must we no longer believe in words or x-rays? Since when do they express the contrary of what the organ that utters them things and wants?* Herein lies the great secret: Thought is made in the mouth.  (and sometimes in the buttocks)I still consider myself very likeable.   (And not quite so selfish anymore.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A great Spokane County philosopher (originally from Canada) said: Thought and the past are also very likeable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Thinks. wants, and wishes to think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;VI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems that this exists: more logical, very logical, too logical, less logical, not very logical, really logical, fairly logical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well then, draw the inferences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I want spicy rice." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now think of the person you would most love to tickle to death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Have you?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tell me the number and I'll tell you the Power Ball lottery number in all 27 states. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;VII &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A seminary student, in other words with his eyes closed, Dada places before action and above all: self-loathing and insecure Doubt. DADA doubts everything. Dada is an armadillo. Dada is a Chihuahua wearing a skirt.  Dada is cold cous cous.  Everything is Dada, too.  Beware of Dada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anti-dadaism is a disease: selfkleptomania, man's normal condition, is DADA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the real dadas are against DADA.  Just like the real coffee addicts make their own brew at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The selfkleptomaniac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The person who steals - without thinking of her own interests or knitting needs, or of her will - elements of her individual, is a kleptomaniac. She steals herself.  She causes the characters that alienate her from the community to disappear.  She hides behind her cell phone, purse, and stiletto shoes.  The bourgeois resemble one another - they're all alike. They used not to be alike. They have been taught to steal - stealing has become a fad (like Converse and bubblegum) - the most convenient and least dangerous thing is to steal oneself.  They are all very poor.   They are all on food stamps or living off student financial aid, subsidized Stafford loans.  The poor are against DADA.  They have a lot to do with their brains.  They'll never get to the end of it.  They work.  The poor are against DADA. He who is against DADA is for me, a famous man said, but then he died after a few too many cigarettes and tequila shots.  They buried him like a true dadaist.  Guten Tag Dada.  Beware!  And remember this example. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how i became charming, likeable and delightful&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- by amy tzara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st December 2003 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I sleep very late – sometimes past 8:00.  I commit suicide at 65.725%. My life is very cheap (like a Mexican rug), it's only 4.25% of life for me.  My life has 4.25% of life.  It lacks arms, strings, a few buttons, and two ovaries.  5% is devoted to a state of semi-lucid stupor accompanied by vegetarian crackling and nail-biting.  This 5% is called DADA.  So life is cheap like Wal-Mart.  Death is a bit more expensive like The Bon-Macy’s.  But life is charming and death is equally charming (though I can’t remember the last time I died).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few days ago I was at a meeting of imbeciles.  There were a lot of people there.  Everyone was charming, except for the girl with the hairy lips.  Amy Tzara, a small, absurd and insignificant poet was giving a lecture on the art of becoming charming.  She was charming, at that.  Everyone is charming and sometimes a little too funny.  And witty.  It's delightful, isn't it?  Everyone is delightful, at that.  9.75 degrees below zero.  It's charming, isn't it?  No, it isn't charming.  God isn't up to it, nor is his Mother.  He isn't even in the Spokane city directory or the yellow pages.  He doesn’t even have his own website yet.  But even so he's charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambassadors to Seattle, MFA poets, princes, musicians, Nirvana fans, journalists, Hollywood actors, writers, diplomats, directors, dressmakers, socialists, princesses and baronesses are charming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are all charming, very subtle, witty and delightful (and I must say, I love the way you smell). Amy Tzara says to you: she's quite willing to do something else, but she prefers to remain an idiot, a practical joker and a hoaxer who still laughs at whoopee cushions.  Be sincere for a moment: what I've just said to you - is it charming or idiotic?  Is it worthy of an MFA final project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some people (journalists, lawyers, amateurs, philosophers) who even think that business, marriages, visits, wars, various conferences, limited companies, politics, accidents, dance halls, economic crises, fits of hysterics, are variations of dada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not being a properly trained hypnotist, I don't share their opinion.  I believe rather, that dada is only a divinity of the Da Vinci Code, which must quite simply be placed beside the other forms of the new mechanism of Spokane city maps and downtown one-way streets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is simplicity simple, or dada? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I consider myself rather likeable.   (Please hold your applause until after I leave.  Thank you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surrealist writing exercises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most people have heard of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.english.vt.edu/~siegle/Comp/Exquisite_Corpse/exquisite_corpse.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Exquisite Corpse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;game.  &lt;em&gt;Mad Libs&lt;/em&gt; are another great tool for getting at the spirit of dadaism--the not-completely-sensical cohesion of language.  (Another helpful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madsci.org/~lynn/juju/surr/games/ExCad.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;instruction site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madsci.org/~lynn/juju/surr/games/dada-poem.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to make a Dadaist Poem (method of Tristan Tzara)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some Tzara poems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=35098&amp;poem=424835"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Great Lament Of My Obscurity Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=35098&amp;amp;poem=424881"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vegetable Swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114046496988239064?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114046496988239064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114046496988239064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114046496988239064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114046496988239064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/dada-in-dc.html' title='dada in D.C.'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114040268161660882</id><published>2006-02-19T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T18:31:21.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of my favorite poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"When I'm writing, I know I'm doing the thing I was born to do." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Anne Sexton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome Morning &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There is joy&lt;br /&gt;in all:&lt;br /&gt;in the hair I brush each morning,&lt;br /&gt;in the Cannon towel, newly washed,&lt;br /&gt;that I rub my body with each morning,&lt;br /&gt;in the chapel of eggs I cook&lt;br /&gt;each morning,&lt;br /&gt;in the outcry from the kettle&lt;br /&gt;that heats my coffee&lt;br /&gt;each morning,&lt;br /&gt;in the spoon and the chair&lt;br /&gt;that cry “hello there, Anne”&lt;br /&gt;each morning,&lt;br /&gt;in the godhead of the table&lt;br /&gt;that I set my silver, plate, cup upon&lt;br /&gt;each morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is God,&lt;br /&gt;right here in my pea-green house&lt;br /&gt;each morning&lt;br /&gt;and I mean,&lt;br /&gt;though often forget,&lt;br /&gt;to give thanks,&lt;br /&gt;to faint down by the kitchen table&lt;br /&gt;in a prayer of rejoicing&lt;br /&gt;as the holy birds at the kitchen window&lt;br /&gt;peck into their marriage of seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I think of it,&lt;br /&gt;let me paint a thank-you on my palm&lt;br /&gt;for this God, this laughter of the morning,&lt;br /&gt;lest it go unspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Joy that isn’t shared, I’ve heard, dies young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Anne Sexton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Welcome Morning", from her 1975 book &lt;em&gt;The Awful Rowing Toward God&lt;/em&gt; (published after her death) illustrates a compelling facet of Sexton's persona which contradicts the dominant memory of her poetic life--depression and suicide.  This poem is full of hope, light, sincere thankfulness for her moments of joy; the tactile sensations that gave Anne pleasure and peace. I am filled with a sense of grief for the inner turmoil she endured before and after this poem was composed. I think anyone who suffers from depression should post this by her bed and read it in the morning upon waking, that sometimes most difficult time of the day.  To remember the hope.  And consider her own personal reasons for giving thanks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to read this poem at next month's reading to celebrate Women's History Month.  It will take place at The Empyrean Coffee House in Spokane, and is being organized by some of my MFA alumni poet friends.  Each reader will first read a poem or two published by prominent female poets, and then some of her/his own original work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you live in or near Spokane, you should come.  Saturday, March 18 @ 7:00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114040268161660882?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114040268161660882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114040268161660882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114040268161660882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114040268161660882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-of-my-favorite-poems.html' title='one of my favorite poems'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-114023741482017723</id><published>2006-02-17T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T21:19:11.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Education-related subjects have been the substance of recent posts, which is an obvious sign that I'm not spending enough time in the realm of poetry. I can't help it. I am fascinated by &lt;a href="http://cheatingourkids.squarespace.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Williams's book &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cheatingourkids.squarespace.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheating Our Kids: How Politics and Greed Ruin Education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; It feels so subversive to read it during the "prep periods" while substitute teaching. I love that. It's like I'm reading under the antagonist's nose. Well, not really. Williams's main focus is about the corruption and problems of America's largest urban school districts. His case examples have been with New York City, LA, San Diego, St. Louis, and Milwaukee mainly. As an education reportor, he lived/worked in Milwaukee, and now is in NY (and his sons attend its public schools). He asserts that parents who exercise choice for their children's education will choose either a private school, charter school (if that option exists), or--depending on the financial means of the family--move to the suburbs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What Williams assumes is that the suburbs, simply because they are not so big and urban, are better school district systems. I believe that there is still excessive and unnecessary administrative systems and expenditures that have little or no direct impact on children--neither the instruction and learning process, or the overall classroom/school experience. For example, how many assistants are really needed in each department at the District office? Go to a district's home page and search the district personnel listings and you may find for one administrative department all of the following: Project Manager, Coordinator, Project Supervisor, and Project Assistants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a lot I agree with in his book. In fact, most of it. I just makes sense, and he has convincing proof and citations. I wonder if the NEA has commented on this book yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enough serious reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to Poetry . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the literary bookshelf now: &lt;em&gt;Appalachia&lt;/em&gt; by Charles Wright - a recommended/loaned book of poems from a member of my monthly poetry workshop group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Indulgent Reading&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just borrowed from a friend, but haven't started: Harry Potter book 6 - Will this be 600+ pages of entertaining distraction when I could be reading and writing poetry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the library, but haven't started yet: &lt;em&gt;Angela's Ashes&lt;/em&gt; - I started it years ago, when it was still the hot book to read; however, I just couldn't sustain interest for whatever reasons at that time. But since reading McCourt's &lt;em&gt;Teacher Man&lt;/em&gt;, I now have a greater intrinsic desire to read his first memoir (and not just read because it's literary and everyone else has read it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Advice for job seeking (esp. for college teaching) - &lt;a href="http://chronicle.com/jobs/2005/07/2005070801c.htm"&gt;when not to have a blog, or admit to it&lt;/a&gt;..or in other words, how blogging could hurt your career. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;favorite food of the week:&lt;/em&gt; steamed white rice with cilantro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how to eat it:&lt;/em&gt; wrapped in a wheat tortilla with mozzarella cheese, lettuce, salsa, and guacamole ...easy to eat while reading online articles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;State of the Laptop:&lt;/em&gt; faded letters - d (gone, totally); c (mostly); v, n, s (partially extinct); m (endangered). Wazzup wit dat, Dell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-114023741482017723?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114023741482017723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=114023741482017723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114023741482017723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/114023741482017723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-brain.html' title='on the brain'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113997991524719605</id><published>2006-02-14T20:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:05:15.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more, amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;LOVE SONG (SMELT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say 'you' in my poems, I mean you.&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s weird: we barely met.&lt;br /&gt;You must hear this all the time, being you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we were at opposite ends of&lt;br /&gt;the long table, after the pungent&lt;br /&gt;Russian condiments, the carafes of tarragon vodka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chafing dishes full of boiled smelts&lt;br /&gt;I was a little drunk: after you left,&lt;br /&gt;I ate the last smelt off your dirty plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/knopf/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400044887"&gt;Dan Chiasson&lt;/a&gt;, from Natural History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c/o Knopf Poetry/Random House's "The Borzoi Reader"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doing my part to spread the love...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"National Poetry Month 2006 is approaching, and if you subscribe to this newsletter you'll receive poetry by e-mail every day in April. But you know, sending someone poetry TODAY—and letting them know that they will receive 30 more starting April 1st—is a lovely way to show how much you care. It could also be seen as a lame excuse for not going out and actually buying a Valentine's Day gift, but don't let that get in the way of sharing a few poems. Face it: we could all use a little more poetry in our lives. And what better time than now. New subscribers can sign up at knopfpoetry.com: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://info.randomhouse.com/cgi-bin21/DM/y/nnI80KPNF20Wa0k1r0Ev" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.knopfpoetry.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113997991524719605?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/113997991524719605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=113997991524719605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113997991524719605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113997991524719605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-amour.html' title='more, amour'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113945425824328921</id><published>2006-02-08T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T19:04:18.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C’mon, Washington!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read this today in a new book I picked up at the library – &lt;em&gt;Cheating Our Kids: How Politics and Greed Ruin Education&lt;/em&gt;, by Joe Williams.  This excerpt is from page 25-26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Charter schools are public schools that are allowed to operate independently of the traditional public school system. They are not normally part of “the system” but are treated instead by the state that grants the charter as if they were their own system. By their definition, they have an easier time making the most efficient use of their per-pupil funding allocations because there are fewer hands in the cookie jar. This is one of the reasons charter schools have been so popular with both fiscal conservatives and social liberals. Charter schools have emerged all over the country as one way to shift the focus of education back to students. Charter schools recognize parents and their children as consumers purchasing an important service. They build their budgets and programs around the needs of students or they don’t stay in business for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because charter schools tend to be small and don’t normally have to support a bloated bureaucracy, the money they get to educate kids tends to actually get spent on things that are more than remotely related to instruction. And even more importantly, when children leave the school, their money leaves with them. Parents are treated as customers with power, which is exactly the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I subbed at a school that services high school students with severe psychiatric disorders.  As one teacher there described it, they are the way point between the student's regular school and a psychiatric hosptial.  It costs $55 a day, per student, she said.  There are three teachers, some IA's, and a therapist or two.  Only 30 students enrolled.  For my classes today, there were no more than six actually present during the period.  It's one one of the easiest days ever.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The staff was welcoming and very helpful. Even offering me coffee from their morning brew (I had my own, though). The teacher I was covering came in early to organize her lesson plans, because she woke up with the flu.  The IA was attentive to the students. The students were kind, respectful, mellow, quiet, on-task, hardworking. No wonder this program has had such success through the years.  And the students don't want to leave, instead choosing to graduate through this alternative program, rather than return to their "home" school.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think my comfort level today was aided by a great sense of compassion for these students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113945425824328921?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/113945425824328921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=113945425824328921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113945425824328921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113945425824328921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/cmon-washington.html' title='C’mon, Washington!'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113945086489772919</id><published>2006-02-08T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T18:07:44.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oprah Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have never picked out a book to read just because Oprah said so.  Although, I have read books that were also on her "Book Club" list.  Undoubtedly, Oprah has picked some very merit-worthy books, with high-quality literary value.  However, I hope more readers may soon pick for themselves, considering the Frey controversy.  I know someone who considered buying his book based on Oprah's praise, yet decided against it after browsing through it a bit and seeing the plethora of profanity.  Although, word choices that include profanity are sometimes necessary to establish characterization and the tone/mood of the scene and/or conflict, when it's used gratuitously and for popular-appeal it's no longer literary, in my opinion.  Of course, a junkie would have a potty mouth, so it's believable!  Well, I haven't read Frey's book--and now I really don't want to.  I heard about the brouhaha from NPR initially, but missed Oprah's public tongue-lashing of Frey.  That would've been fun to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This interesting &lt;a href="http://www.westernfrontonline.com/vnews/display.v/ART/2006/02/07/43e9497aefd76"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westernfrontonline.com/vnews/display.v/ART/2006/02/07/43e9497aefd76"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;from a college journalist (WWU's Western Front) is an enjoyable read, and I didn't know that a Seattle attorney was seeking monetary compensation for the time wasted by readers who finished Frey's book.  That's really telling.  Because, yes...reading a book is a valuable investment of time.  As Bronson discusses at his Website, a book has to have characters that are worth spending 8-10 hours with (the collective amount of time it takes to read the average-sized novel).  Moreover, readers spread this out over a series of days and weeks--reading in bed, the bathroom, at night...all intimate connotations.  But yet, if the readers ultimately enjoyed the work and the reading experience, what's there to whine about.  Yes, they feel duped--all that emotional buy-in, believing the fiction was the verifiable memoir-truth.  If I were one of those people, I'd want my money back.  But compensation for time?  Well, can't we all probably think of a book where we'd like to be paid for the time to read it because it was: a) really boring in parts; b) really disappointing at the end; and/or c) ultimately, a let-down and did not meet our expectations.  The nice part, when it's not required reading for academia, is that we can simply put it down--return it to the library, take it to the used book store for credit, sneak back and return it to the bookstore (if it still "looks" unread), or give it away to a friend (though, not too good of a friend because it's not cool to recommend books that you wouldn't even bother with).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's amazing how much marketing power Oprah has--the power to create a near-instantaneous bestseller out of a book, make an author a household name...at least for all those who embrace her like a religion.  Can I pass her my manuscript someday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ooo-prah Pow-er &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;clap-clap, clap-clap-clap&lt;/em&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; Ooo-prah Pow-er &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;clap-clap, clap-clap-clap&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; . . . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113945086489772919?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/113945086489772919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=113945086489772919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113945086489772919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113945086489772919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/oprah-power.html' title='Oprah Power'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113935895751088394</id><published>2006-02-07T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:35:57.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for writers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I get emails from the &lt;em&gt;Seattle P-I&lt;/em&gt; whenever there's a book-related article.  Today's was about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/books/258465_bronson07.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Po Bronson and his new non-fiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/documentary-type book about families.  Apparently, Bronson was once voted People magazine's "sexiest author alive".  I didn't know they did that.  I would vote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookreporter.com//authors/au-enger-leif.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leif Enger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for that title, though he's also this NPR-spiritual-husband/father/family-man, so I feel like I would only have the guts to name him "cutest author alive."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, Bronson's website included a really interesting section - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pobronson.com/index_advice_to_writers.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Advice to Writers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.  Here's an excerpt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The writing life is lonely. Taking some of that loneliness out of it helps you to hang in there. Create a supportive environment that allows you to give it the kind of time it takes. Book clubs, workshops through bookstores, extended ed classes, graduate writing programs – they may not teach you to write, but they can support you and give you time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How I'm currently achieving the existence of a "supportive environment":  Tonight I'm meeting with three MFA alumni for our own "poetry workshop".  The plan is that we'll meet together the first Tuesday of the month, emailing each other 1 poem ahead of time.  Blogging helps, attending readings at local bookstores, being a member of Seattle Writergrrls (through their online listserve), keeping in touch with &lt;a href="http://wide-eyedpoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wide-Eyed Poet &lt;/a&gt;in Colorado, and other small means of fostering a supportive environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More Bronson advice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Allow for many paths to your goal. Do not fixate on one path, because then you are likely to give up when that path is blocked.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I've been learning this part well since graduating from grad school.  Diversifying my writing processes, genres, forms, and all that.  It's not poetry, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outtheremonthly.com/index.php?art=hotsprings_getaway"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's published&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, and it was interesting to research and write...and I get paid a little bit for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113935895751088394?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/feeds/113935895751088394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9698284&amp;postID=113935895751088394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113935895751088394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113935895751088394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-writers.html' title='for writers'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113929414941991711</id><published>2006-02-06T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:35:49.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>literary thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/archive/preview/0,10987,1154221,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the Story Stolen Is Your Own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - Sherman Alexie's essay from &lt;em&gt;Time&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, to be in a graduate level nonfiction theory course during these turbulent times...what sizzling discussion there would be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113929414941991711?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113929414941991711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113929414941991711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/literary-thief.html' title='literary thief'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113929243806472465</id><published>2006-02-06T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:07:18.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poet's nightstand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not sure which organizational habits may be common among poets or other creative writers, but I think it's safe to say that having a large collection and clustering of books around the house arranged in both logical and messy fashion is a shared trait. As a loyal patron of my city's library system, the current checkout items can be found on and under the coffee table, on the dining room table (which is currently doubling as my "writing/laptop table"), and more often by the bed.  My nightstand, which is really two metal cage-like cubes (painted white, the kind you assemble with the square sides and plastic corners), houses within its "shelves" an array of books, plus a stack on the floor for the ones I read intermittently and the one which I'm currently reading before falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's what's on my nightstand:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expecting Adam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Martha Beck (recommended by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amylovesbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amy Loves Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;) - This memoir lived up to the high praise that blogger Amy gave it, as well as Anne Lamott whose blurb on the cover claimed it was, "A wonderful book, funny, unbelievably tender, and smart."  The fascinating insights into what it meant (means?) to be Harvard, a little bit of growing up Mormon (sort of), with the troubling pregnancy that the author experienced at age 25 which led her on a spiritual odyssey and an entirely new philosophy of life.  I'm wondering if there is a sequel yet, because she includes these riveting fast forwards about what life with Adam, her son with Down Syndrome, is like after his birth, at age 3, age 6, and points in between.  From a non-fiction literary theory point of view, her construction of the book is artful and complex.  The generous use of leaf bullets which function as asterisks, to show a shift in time from one scene or anecdote to the next, help create a narrative thread that sustains compassion and suspense.  We know Adam lives and Martha's life is changed profoundly, but we don't know how she emotionally and spiritually survives until the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my favorite passages is from Chapter 9: Martha is entering a store, with her three children, and Adam delays himself by exploring the display of plants outside.  An old farmer observed Adam and tells Martha, "He didn't just smell the flowers...He smelled the shrubs, too. He smelled every bush they have out there. I think he even smelled the dirt." I don't want to spoil the surprise twist to this encounter, but this section ends with Beck's analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"For every old man who invites you outside to smell the bushes, there are at least three obsequious salespeople who will congratulate you on having 'such cute little girls,' while they look awkwardly past the boy with Down Syndrome, trying to pretend he isn't there. The prejudice, sometimes even hostility, can burn like acid. But along with this pain, Adam brought with him a sweetness that surpasses anything I ever felt before he was conceived. It comes from looking at the heart of things, from stopping to smell not only the roses but the bushes as well. It is a quality of attention to ordinary life that is so loving and intimate it is almost worship." - page 75-76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Education Myths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Jay P. Greene, with the subtitle &lt;em&gt;What Special Interest Groups Want You to Believe About our Schools-- And Why It Isn't So&lt;/em&gt;.  I've only read the entire chapter of "The Teacher Pay Myth" so far.  I'm not sure how yet to respond to his comments.  I do believe that if you have a Master's degree in WA State, the teacher salary is not bad.  And since working more "outside of education" I better understand (and appreciate) the value of the retirement plan, life insurance, and having dental insurance in addition to health insurance that includes vision coverage.  However, I do remember that my base salary my first year was $22,950.  That was the fall of 1997.  I had only a BA, no extra credits, and no years of experience since I was 21 and just out of college, having completed my student-teaching internship and four months of substitute teaching experience the previous academic year.  I supplemented that first-year salary with the stipends from being the Freshman Class Advisor and JV Fastpitch Softball Coach.  I also lived with my parents, and still drove their car.  Pathetic, in retrospect—but all of the other first-year teachers I knew who were recent college grads lived with their parents if they worked close enough to home. By spring, I eventually bought my own car.  I used to think of it as the only tangible reward of my first year of teaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That school year, from the end of August through the second week of June, I consistently worked 10-12+ hours a day, except for Fridays.  Quite often I came into the building on Saturdays to complete additional grading and planning, in addition to the load of work I took home each weekend and "vacation".  School started at 7:20 a.m., which meant the teacher day began at 6:50 a.m.  Yuck.  Teachers could leave at 2:30 (school let out at 2:00), but I really only remember leaving this early a few times.  The most common reason for leaving at 2:30 was to get a latte from a local coffee shop with some fellow teachers and then head back to the building to work some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the semester break, I was losing myself; by March, I was utterly exhausted.  Which makes the fact that I was essentially coerced into coaching the JV team more understandable now, because I didn't know anything about fastpitch (only regular slowpitch softball).  That’s how desperate the admin. were to have teachers for coaches.  (I think in-building staff held only 25% of the coaching positions.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I was part of a secret "5 and Under Club"--a group of teachers who occasionally went out for dinner or lunch (during the teacher workshop days) in order to build camaraderie and support each other.  The only requirement to join—you had to be teaching for 5 yrs or less.  Or it might have been that you had to have been at that particular school for 5 yrs or less.  I can't remember now.  But I think 90% of the faculty fell into either category.  The point was: we were all struggling in our own haze of disillusionment and stress, which we knew would lead to burnout eventually.  The school environment and issues going on at the time in this urban school were very challenging.  By April I knew of at least a handful of teachers who admitted to being on anti-depressants to cope with the work-related stress and anxiety.  The future did not look promising if I stayed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also by the nightstand . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Secret Life of Bees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Sue Monk Kidd – Beautiful prose, lyrical and even haunting at times, but it’s been slow reading for reasons I can only blame on the fact that there have been more riveting books to read.  It’s slow, meditative fiction; that requires contemplation about the characters and their motivations.  A melancholy tone pervades much of the narrative.  Or perhaps my procrastination is because I’m not ready for it to end?  Either way, I only have 50 pages left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;No poetry on the nightstand? the floor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep a small supply of poetry books on hand for occasionally nighttime reading.  But after reading a plethora of fiction and literary theory for the past two years, it’s really enjoyable to indulge in fiction.  And there is always poetry.  I went to two local poetry readings the month of January, Sexton’s collected poems rests on the dining table next to my laptop as I write this, along with the Winter issue of Prairie Schooner.  Poetry is still everywhere.  Everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And . . . the virtual nightstand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/awards/pen_were_looking_into_this_nasdijj_thing_31831.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The PEN's response to Nasdijj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nypress.com/19/5/news&amp;columns/jimknipfel.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;writer who publicly reveals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the evil vices of a former boss (isn't this a fantasy we all have?) . . . I remember that a month before the new HS principal came, at a school I used to teach at, a teacher from the principal's former HS (and last place of employment) emailed our staff to warn us of his disguised evils, wish us luck and sarcastically give sympathy to us (though none of us, as best as I can recall, were responsible for his being hired...I was still mourning that my favorite assistant principal who had interviewed for the position didn't get it, in favor of the out-of-state newcomer).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;February issue of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outtheremonthly.com/index.php?art=home"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OutThere Monthly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seattlewritergrrls.org/zine.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seattle Writergrrls Zine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113929243806472465?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113929243806472465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113929243806472465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/02/poets-nightstand.html' title='poet&apos;s nightstand'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113848672833007731</id><published>2006-01-28T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T14:18:48.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bait and Switch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Packed powder, blue skies, sunshine in January.  Ingredients for a great day on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtspokane.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (earlier this week). Athletic ski stance, working on my turns, and finally using my poles right.  Planting them correctly--just a little flick on the snow as I make my next turn, loose arms, shoulders straight and staying focused on the fall line.  The intense rays made the snow just soft enough to get good turns in and spray a little powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a late lunch and realizing tight quads would make me not as "aggressive" for the afternoon portion of the day (and Judd had an hour of "bump shack" duty--required of all ski patrollers), I snuggled into a blue window seat in the patrol lodge to finish Barbara Ehrenriech's latest book of investigative journalism, &lt;em&gt;Bait and Switch: The (Futile) Pursuit of the American Dream&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of my favorite parts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"As the best-seller Who Moved My Cheese advises, dislocated professionals must learn to adapt to new flavors of cheese as the old ones are taken away. But when skilled and experienced people routinely find their skills unwanted and their experience discounted, then something has happened that cuts deep into the very social contract that holds us together."&lt;/span&gt; - page 217&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a passage she quoted from Lucy Kellaway's article, "Companies Don't Need Brainy People" (Financial Times, 11/22/2004): &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Think what characterises the really intelligent person. They can think for themselves. They love abstract ideas. They can look dispassionately at the facts. Humbug is their enemy. Dissent comes easily to them, as does complexity. These are traits that are not only unnecessary for most business jobs, they are actually a handicap when it comes to rising through the ranks of large companies."&lt;/span&gt; - p. 228-229&lt;br /&gt;. . . Ehrenreich goes on to comment that, &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"It is a strange team in which everyone is equally good-natured, agreeable, and not too threateningly bright . . . it seems counterproductive to bar diversity in personality . . . [an employee] risks being dismissed for failing to be a sufficiently compliant 'team player'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I working as a "project manager/techincal writer" I heard these comments and feedback from my "co-managers", sometimes directly and sometimes through others' comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.  It was suggested that maybe I didn't "fit in" with the rest of the managers because I asked too many questions - and therefore, I wasn't a "team player". . . (this started after I questioned the intent/purposes for a "communications workshop" which was really a PhD student's research study, who was a friend of the boss/owner).  It's important to note that the there were 6 other managers, plus myself and the owner.  The number of other employees? &lt;strong&gt;5 &lt;/strong&gt;(at that time) - most of them sarcastically commented that while the managers had their hour-long monthly meetings, they were the ones doing all the work.  (Oh, and sometimes the owner's husband also sat in on these meetings, though he didn't have any managerial duties, didn't oversee any employees or area, only occasionally helped with sales and marketing tasks, some admin. tasks, and janitorial tasks around the office.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really, it didn't take 8 people to manage 5 employees and do all the work.  Everyone was over 49, except for the boss's son (appointed as "Marketing Director" - no completed college-degree, no prior marketing experience), the Ops Manager (see #2 below), and myself.   I once told the owner that I didn't want to attend the manager meetings because it interferred with my primary job duties, didn't feel like my comments were sincerely heard or valued. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Therefore, it felt like a waste of time to me.  If others wanted to make rash business decisions and get emotional about issues that was fine, but I didn't want to witness the incompetency and asked for my thoughts but then discounted in response every time; I had better things to do with my time at work.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also proposed that the group be called the "Leadership Team" or something like that, because only 2 of us (me included) were actually responsible for directly supervising workers.  And the general manager managed everybody, when he was in the office.  (He usually only worked about 20 hrs a week sometimes, and would sometimes be out of town for days at a time.)  The others managed their "area" or "department", such as marketing or billing, therefore they were considered an essential part of the decision-making team.  Unfortunately, the loudest (and rudest) often were the ones talking most (and usually without sound sense or logic).  I commented privately to the owner (who I'll now call "Sally") that it seemed like she was being disrespected by a certain 2 "managers" (who I'll refer to as "Fay" and "Jill") because they talked over her, interrupted, and generally didn't allow her to facilitate the meeting.  Sally excused their behavior, calling them "strong-willed women."  But really, they were just bitches.  There IS a difference.  However, she agreed it was getting out of hand and talked to the guilty, after which behavior improved somewhat.  (Sally was also learning to stop the behavior from continuing in the meeting by raising a palm, and saying, "Wait, I'm still talking."  It was interesting how Fay didn't have basic communications skills suitable for the workplace.  Jill was better, she had a college degree and more work experience.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Because I was college-educated, I acted like I was better than others.  - This was a common critique of anyone in the office who had a college degree, or even took college classes.  Because Sally and the General Manager did not have bachelor's degrees, they felt threatened even by the Operations Manager, "Keri", who had PhD work (albeit in anthropology).  A worker taking accounting classes finishing up her AA was even pushed out of her new bookkeeping duties because she started questioning some of the billing and financial practicies and mistakes of the company and the former bookkeeper Fay, who was now the "office manager".  Fay only's qualifications were her on-the-job experience, but she becomes the bookkeeper again.  Fay couldn't even do cash flow analysis reports or create a budget, and refused to learn how and the software to assist with it (claiming it was too difficult, frustrated her, and she didn't have time for it--because she worked part-time hours.)   So Keri, putting aside her other job duties, taught herself how to do it, using college accounting textbooks and Excel software.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to write an insider's view article about what it was like working for a small business, who ran like a "family business" where the owner and her husband have a wheelchair decal on their rearview mirror and park in the disabled spots even though both are walking without any aids and go on frequent vacations (Hawaii, Las Vegas, etc.).  Where the oldest son, who gets laid off from his pastor job, is now the "Marketing Director" (were we hiring one?), yet he fails to bring in substantial profitable new clients which leads to greater cash flow problems--and he signs up for expensive out-of-state marketing conferences, then whines about having to attend them.  The owner's husband (an outspoken homophobic/racist) is the highest paid salary employee, yet is described by the owner/wife as being "computer illiterate...give him easy tasks...he can make copies, prepare folders, whatever you need done." He made too-light copies, emptied the trash bins, answered phones but directed calls inaccurately and couldn't correctly tell someone who was on the line and what it was regarding--resulting in numerous unnecessary disruptions.  And the company paid for the owner's rental house on a lake, SUV lease, gas, food, Starbucks, Nordstroms Rack, Toys-R-Us, $100 dinners for 2 (called "marketing event"), a fishing trip to Alaska with two employees (called a "marketing conference" in the expense report), and over $500 in tickets to a major league baseball game (another "marketing event").  Some of these may be fine and well, but then to threaten to "lay off" some people to get out of the hole and shove work onto others isn't the responsible business solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't sound bitter, because I'm not.  It was facinating lesson in human psychology and disorganized leadership.  I'm much happier not working there anymore, and not having to see Fay ever again...well, that is priceless.  Once I realized the limits to being able to utilize my brain and skills in that environment, that change was slow, that efficiency and education were not real values, that incompetent and unprofessional (even rude) people would stay in their positions despite numerous mistakes and inadequacies just because they were "friends" with the owner, I saw no prudence in staying.  My friend in "Organizational Leadership and Development" advised: Get out of there as soon as you (and make sure you're fairly compensated while you're still there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually hilarious to be able to step back and ruminate on the incompetence and at times unethical behavior of Sally, especially one who liked to talk about her faith and "trust in God".  Her and her "strong Christian family" makes me shake my head.  I wish my friends still there could leave and be better respected for their work and intelligence. Fear of loss of income, health insurance, and the question of "where else could I get paid this much to work part-time" keeps them there.  And the illusion that they can "make a difference."  (Which I'm not sure can be aptly used when working with a for-profit business, especially one documented to line the owner's pockets and promote high turnover/layoffs among the ones who do the direct labor work for clients.)  Sadly, one former employee lost her job when she had to go out of state to take care of a tragically ill parent.  Because a small business is exempt from the "Family Medical Leave Act", she had no job security.  So though she was a very strong employee, loyal and willing to telecommute (and was even offered this plan by the owner), the offer was retracted and the employee was simply told over the phone by Fay (when calling to finalize things with Sally), "Oh, you don't work here anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;As a public service: To all you in Washington state, you wonder how you can get health insurance without an employee group plan or state assistance, go to:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asuris.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;www.asuris.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I'm sure there are other companies that offer similar plans for individuals.  As Ehrenreich points out, since white-collar workers will have numerous jobs throughout a lifetime, employer-provided health benefits should not be counted.  Having your own health insurance assures that you will be covered no matter what happens, free you to make the best job choices, and not be grouped together with older and unhealthy co-workers on a group plan that may be dropped or whose co-premiums may rise drastically.  If I get a job that provides insurance, I'll ask for compensation to cover my individual plan--which will actually save the company money since my plan (which is just as good, no doubt) is half the total of the company per-person premuim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...on a related note (to skiing), someone recently made me aware of this: Indoor snow skiing.  They do it in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/photos/architecture/indoorski.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dubai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113848672833007731?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113848672833007731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113848672833007731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/01/bait-and-switch.html' title='Bait and Switch'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113808514070252572</id><published>2006-01-23T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:45:40.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sock monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/1600/sockmonkey7_200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8145/717/320/sockmonkey7_200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...possible inspiration for new writing ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Red-Lipped Cowboy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straddles the desert like sundance&lt;br /&gt;and wind, looking for a fellow&lt;br /&gt;to love, to save, to wander&lt;br /&gt;together on long Mondays&lt;br /&gt;when sock monkeys&lt;br /&gt;sing about lost blankets,&lt;br /&gt;slippers from home, and freshly-baked&lt;br /&gt;banana bread bagged and sealed for the long&lt;br /&gt;trek home to the horizon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113808514070252572?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113808514070252572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113808514070252572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/01/sock-monkey.html' title='sock monkey'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113738392526213508</id><published>2006-01-15T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T19:58:45.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You go girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10753452/site/newsweek/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is amazing and I'm highly interested in reading &lt;em&gt;The Year of Yes &lt;/em&gt;memoir. She must have a very personable demeanor, because it seems to me that dates don't happen this easily--at least not for the majority of people. Either men are too shy or uncertain, or a woman doesn't give the "green light" signals. Or am I becoming a 31-yr-old ignorant of the dating scene since I've "attached" for over 2 years now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This tidbit from the article amused me most: "The ensuing 150 dates included a homeless man, several non-English speakers, 10 taxi drivers, two lesbians and a mime." This woman has extreme fortitude, an admirable trait. Yet, I wonder...did she think about writing a memoir about this during this life experiment--or only after the fact. Experiential non-fiction? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder if her books discusses each one of the 150 dates, and what they did, who paid, and all those other little tidbits that make a good first-date story interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder what the MFA non-fiction professors would say about this? I suppose if Headley was a writer before this experience, this is a totally reasonable outcome. After all, writers are constantly looking for good writing material and real-life personal experience is the main avenue for gathering ideas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What can I do that would be intersting and worthy of a memoir? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While reading Lillian Hellman's memoir last spring and studying this NF sub-genre, I couldn't quite make up my mind on one of the core issues of the memoir . . . what makes you, the author, think your life is so interesting that people would want to read a book about it? If it's something that isn't entirely flattering, than I suppose there are redemptive, humanitarian motives..."Look, readers, you can learn from my mistakes!" Or it's because the writer has an issue that he/she never quite recovered from. Or there's a fair degree of self-importance involved - "Read about me, my life, because it's so interesting!"  (Essential, a memoir is like reality-TV.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That said, I'm almost half-way through Frank McCourt's &lt;em&gt;Teacher Man&lt;/em&gt; and am enjoying it. He includes quite a few self-depreciating moments, and his age and removal from those experiences makes it easier to share with readers, I suppose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One literary issue that irks me is this issue of a former boss of mine. She claimed to write a book about her experience as a police officer and the sexual harrassment she endured. (She even told a local reporter this and it was published as "fact", along with some other exaggerations and/or non-truths.) However, when some of the employees and I researched further we discovered she didn't write the book at all.  Another woman did, and it was a fiction book only based on the boss' real-life experience. (I heard part of the sexual harassment settlement with the police dept. was that she would not profit from the experience through writing about it.) When confronted, the boss insisted she wrote it. Then she changed her story and said she co-wrote it. Then she said she was the "ghost writer". But this didn't really make sense either, because the woman who is credited as the author apparently uses that name as a pseudonymn, and she writes books of poetry (with cheesey titles) and this was her 5th published book (??).  So, the debate was whether or not it was ethical to claim she wrote (because she didn't), or to claim she was the ghost writer because the whole idea behind being a ghost writer is that you &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; take credit for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bottom line: this woman is not my boss anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As a writer, I was so disgusted by her deceitful attitude. I literally had a gasping fit of shock when I actually found a copy of the book--clearly proving she was NOT the author.  I read the first chapter out of curiosity, but the writing was terrible!!! I couldn't force myself to read such crappy work! After studying the publisher name and all, it is my opinion that it was a vanity publisher anyway, or a self-publishing effort. I can't believe my boss could not see the embarassment she was potentially causing herself.  She asked me, "What's wrong with telling clients I wrote the book?" (because she would put it in the marketing materials, even when the operations manager took out the untruthful information). My response (more or less in these words): "Because if they research the title, they will find that you, in fact, are not the author. This will make you seem like you are just trying to make yourself look better with false boasting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113738392526213508?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113738392526213508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113738392526213508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-go-girl.html' title='You go girl!'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9698284.post-113728313808989615</id><published>2006-01-14T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T15:58:58.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brain food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Congress has taken eight pay raises since 1997, while denying fair pay for minimum-wage workers. On Jan. 1, congressional pay quietly rose to $165,200 -- up $31,600 since 1997. And unlike minimum-wage workers, members of Congress have good health benefits, pensions and perks." - from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/opinion/255651_king15.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Martin Luther King Jr. valued workers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; . . . a great editorial article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9698284-113728313808989615?l=huskypoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113728313808989615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9698284/posts/default/113728313808989615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huskypoet.blogspot.com/2006/01/brain-food.html' title='brain food'/><author><name>huskypoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06875607661562685818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xtuylNEwEmM/R8oajewVw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/E_VYGutcYjo/S220/IMGP2304.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
