Saturday, April 28, 2007

We think that technical innovations change the human soul, the human spirit, the human body. They don't. The spirit stays the same.

Gerald Stern in an interview by Lia Purpura for The Writer's Chronicle. Vol 39, No 5

Monday, April 23, 2007

Superstitions

Twice today I didn’t listen to that inner-voice, because I was curious to see, if I did the opposite of what I was sensing, what would happen.

Is the proverbial “inner-voice” a new superstition? Do we mean the same thing when we say intuition? I think there is a subtle difference that I cannot quite lay claim to yet. I think there are those who want to create an industry around it; still, it’s not something that can be turned on and off. It seems to occur around what's meaningful in your life, not predictions of lotteries, presidents, or love life.

Friday, April 20, 2007

I'll be attending a worksop with Liam Callanan tomorrow in Waukesha. Callanan is the author of the Edgar Award-finalist, The Cloud Atlas (2004), and the new novel, All Saints, ("Luminous," says Publishers Weekly). He teaches in the English department at the University of Wisconsin – Milwaukee.

I've heard he is a very dynamic teacher.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

But for the flowering of the human spirit, we need groups – tribes.
- Margaret Mead

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Storms

Storms are scarier because the world is changing.
Before we knew about skies leaking ozone, polar caps melting. frigid waters mingling with tropical currents, we thought they were acts of God.

In spite of our prayers, storms flow into our lives slow and steady, house-by-house, man to woman to child; an unfocused rage that shatters memories, steals away and settles into our unconsciousness.

I’ve unraveled the signs: cloudy skies, wind and rain; the resignation of a voice in the depth of the day. When the damage is done we rebuild.
When love hurts, we fix it, or move on.
Storms are scarier because the world is changing, because we are changing.

E. Garrison

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

I'm reading a compilation of short stories by Raymond Carver. He was recommended by a friend. He's pretty damn good.