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Are We Après The Avant?*

In which Emma takes a lot of cold medicine and gets deep with her thoughts. Continue reading »

2012 / accidental confessions / announcements / Art and life and love and The Big Stuff / awesome / awesome presses / books / bright shining spots in the very much dark / contemporary poetry / drafts / Emma is very lucky / EPIC WIN / Facebook memes / Fear and how to face it / Future husbands / GenPop Books / hopes and dreams / influences / inspiration / It is ON 2012 / Josh Groban / Malificae / memes / Milestones and suchness / My Future Husband Josh Groban / On being a poet / On the book and putting it together / One Can Find Me Here (Or At Least My Words) / poems / poetry / poets / publishing / publishing (or not publishing / q & a / questions and their answers / revision / shameless self-promotion / Squee! / Thanks and thanks again / The siege in the room / The Witch Trials / witches in stitches / wonders and apparitions / writing life

Malificae, Or Why Josh Groban Should Probably Marry Me.

In which Emma makes a Very Major Announcement and once again declares her love for Josh Groban. Continue reading »

2012 / A manifesto of sorts / accidental confessions / aesthetic theory / Amazing discoveries and wondrous visions / Art and life and love and The Big Stuff / DUENDE / Emily Dickinson = The Ultimate / Emma is very lucky / Emma's theories on what makes for Very Good Poetry / extended metaphors / failed or otherwise / False Dichotomies / Fear and how to face it / Home / hopes and dreams / How Emily Dickinson changed (saved?) my life / influences / inspiration / Language systems / learning / love poems / mullings and ramblings / music / no words / odd comparisons and awkward metaphors / Perspiration? Inspiration? / poems / poetry / Poetry as therapy / random musings / readings / Shifting metaphors / Thanks and thanks again / The evolution of Emma / The grind / thought for the day / wonders and apparitions / writing life

Before It Breaks

In which Emma talks about poetry and music and being in awe of it all. Continue reading »

A manifesto of sorts / A teacher's education / Art and life and love and The Big Stuff / Bizarre associations and other odd tendencies / books / Dad / education / edumacation / Emma is very lucky / Emma's Awkward Adolescence / family / Family Traditions / Fiction / Fiction Superheroes / hopes and dreams / I really did go to a school called Our Lady of Sorrows / influences / inspiration / Language systems / learning / My nerves are bad tonight. Yes bad. / my students / pedagogy / Perspiration? Inspiration? / plans / poems / poetry / poets / random musings / reading / readings / Retrospectitating / Retrospective / Scenes from my childhood / Teacher Texts / teaching / teaching writing / The evolution of Emma / The Great Gatsby / where are you going where have you been / wonders and apparitions / writing life / writing teachers

“I always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it.”

“Do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it!” Continue reading »

awesome / Bob Dylan / Dad / Emma is very lucky / family / Fan Girl / Going to eleven / Home / influences / inspiration / learning / lists / music / Nevermind / Nirvana / Photo for the day / Retrospectitating / Retrospective / Scenes from my childhood / Smells Like Teen Spirit / The evolution of Emma / What Emma is up to / where are you going where have you been

Jimi Hendrix, Jimmy Page, Jeff Beck …

In which Emma writes a kinda cheesy entry but talks about people wailing on their guitars, too. Continue reading »

2012 / 365 / A festival of photos / A teacher's education / Academia / Academic inquiries / Bizarre associations and other odd tendencies / books / childhood ailments and other daily disasters / classroom / cool/not cool / disagreeable/agreeable / disappearances / education / edumacation / Emma hits a wall / Emma's dsyfunctional relationship with Diet Coke / Fiction / fiction smiction / Film / flickr / Found art / gratuitous photos of whatnot / Huffy Henry hid the day away / ill omens / influences / inspiration / instagram / It is ON 2012 / Lana Del Ray / learning / learning patience slowly / Losing courage and other freakouts / NOT COOL. / pedagogy / Photo for the day / Photography / plans / plot / project runway / reading / readings / research / Resolutions / Retrospectitating / Retrospective / revision / Sarah Lawrence College / Squee! / stalled / summations / Summer School / Tangents that should be entires on their own / teaching / teaching writing / That Was The Week That Was / The Drama Llama / The evolution of Emma / The latest medical anomaly / The Year of Projects / training / What Emma is up to / wonders and apparitions / writing life / writing space / writing teachers

That Was The Week That Was: Week Nineteen

In which Emma fights through her death plague to post her photos of the week. Continue reading »

A teacher's education / accidental confessions / All-around amazing people / Art and life and love and The Big Stuff / bad behavior in public places / Bizarre associations and other odd tendencies / bright shining spots in the very much dark / cartoons / Chantel Acevedo / classroom / controlled burns / creative nonfiction / criticism / Cue the Golden Girls theme song / disagreeable/agreeable / disappearances / drafts / Ear Worms / edumacation / Emma hits a wall / Emma is very lucky / Emma's theories on what makes for A Very Good Poetry Submission / Emma's attempts at normal life / Emma's theories on what makes for Very Good Poetry / EPIC FAIL / Epic Fail? EPIC WIN! / EPIC WIN / Errata / evaluations / failed or otherwise / Failure Schmailure / Fear and how to face it / Fight the power! / Friendship Is Magic / ill omens / influences / inspiration / It is ON 2012 / Knottery / Lana Del Ray / learning / learning patience slowly / Losing courage and other freakouts / Macbeth doth murder sleep / Movin' on / mullings and ramblings / music / My addiction to terrible television / nonfiction / odd comparisons and awkward metaphors / perfection is boring. period. / Perspiration? Inspiration? / plans / poetry / Probably quite a bit TMI / publishing / publishing (or not publishing / random musings / ranting and raving / re-purposing / Recharging the mental batteries / revision / Shifting metaphors / submissions / Tangents that should be entires on their own / teaching / teaching writing / Thanks and thanks again / The evolution of Emma / where are you going where have you been / wonders and apparitions / writing and not writing / writing community / writing life / writing teachers / You gotta have friends

Koopa Troopin’

In which Emma develops a metaphor out of the original Super Mario Brothers game. Continue reading »

2012 / A teacher's education / Academia / Academic inquiries / accidental confessions / Alabama / Amazing discoveries and wondrous visions / bad behavior in public places / Bizarre associations and other odd tendencies / Buffalo Rock Beverages / classroom / contemporary poetry / cool/not cool / creative writing pedagogy / disagreeable/agreeable / drafts / education / edumacation / Emma's Awkward Adolescence / Free to Be You and Me / Georgia Southern / graduate school / Grapico / Happy accidents / I really did go to a school called Our Lady of Sorrows / influences / inspiration / introductions / It is ON 2012 / learning / plans / poem challenge / poems / poetry / Poetry Exercises / poetry superheroes / poets / reading / readings / Resolutions / Scenes from my childhood / teaching writing / The Thoughts of a Poetry Fan Girl / The Year of Projects / writing community / writing life / writing teachers

No One Suspects that I Am A Finn

In which Emma shares the results of her in-class poetry exercise. You heard her. In-class exercise. Continue reading »

2011 / 8th graders / Alabama School of Fine Arts / bad behavior in public places / Bad girls and good girls gone bad / Chchchchanges / Dad / edumacation / Emma's Awkward Adolescence / family / Fight the power! / grunge music / I really did go to a school called Our Lady of Sorrows / influences / inspiration / learning / Mission to Make Emma Cool / music / Nevermind / Nirvana / Pearl Jam / perfection is boring. period. / Rock Screams / Scenes from my childhood / Smells Like Teen Spirit / The evolution of Emma / the heft of cathedral tunes / where are you going where have you been / You gotta have friends

I’m Worst at What I Do Best and for This Gift I Feel Blessed

In which Emma eats some angstcakes. Continue reading »

A manifesto of sorts / Amazing discoveries and wondrous visions / Art and life and love and The Big Stuff / Fear and how to face it / Harry Potter / influences / inspiration / it / It is ON 2011 / Losing courage and other freakouts / mullings and ramblings / perfection is boring. period. / Perspiration? Inspiration? / Recharging the mental batteries / stalled / wonders and apparitions / writing and not writing / writing life

What The Boy Who Lived Taught Me About What I Live For

“It” tells me to go fudge myself and I tell it I still love it. Continue reading »