Category: Who The Eff Cares?
She doesn’t even go here!
emmabolden2013 is the year of Awesome, A manifesto of sorts, A teacher’s education, Academia, Academic inquiries, Amazing discoveries and wondrous visions, Art and life and love and The Big Stuff, awesome, AWP, AWP 2013, AWP Boston, bad behavior in public places, books, bright shining spots in the very much dark, Chchchchanges, contemporary poetry, Corrections, Cue the Golden Girls theme song, disagreeable/agreeable, education, edumacation, Emily Dickinson = The Ultimate, Emma is very lucky, Emma’s Adventures in Over-Analyzing, Emma’s attempts at real life (failed or otherwise), Emma’s theories on what makes for Very Good Poetry, Epic, EPIC WIN, evaluations, events, Failure Schmailure, False Dichotomies, Fight the power!, Free to Be You and Me, Friendship Is Magic, Going to eleven, graduate school, Home, hopes and dreams, Inquiries into academics, inspiration, Instructions, learning, learning patience slowly, Losing courage and other freakouts, Maps and legends, META, MFA, mullings and ramblings, On being a poet, perfection is boring. period., Perspiration? Inspiration?, poems, poetry, poets, Power to the People, publishing, publishing (or not publishing, random musings, ranting and raving, re-purposing, Recharging the mental batteries, rejection, rejection slippage, Retrospective, summations, teaching, teaching writing, The evolution of Emma, the poem factory, The power and the money, The Thoughts of a Poetry Fan Girl, the three jobs, thought for the day, where are you going where have you been, Who The Eff Cares?, wonders and apparitions, Words of Wisdom, writers conferences, writing and not writing, Writing Anew, writing community, writing life, writing space, writing teachers, You better work, You gotta have friends