The Art of Revision

2022-10-12T11:02:39-04:00

The Art of Revision by Stephanie Whetstone Congratulations, fellow writer, you've finished a draft! So, you're done, right? Wrong. No published book, dissertation, thesis, or essay you have ever read was written in one draft. Even if you don't plan to publish, anything you plan to share with an audience deserves (at least) a second look. In fact, many writers say that the real work of writing comes through revision. So, the first draft is just the beginning. That is both the bad news and the good news. Revision does take time--reading and re-reading, taking a break in between revisions to [...]

The Art of Revision2022-10-12T11:02:39-04:00

The Dutch House by Ann Patchett (2019)

2022-01-27T12:10:52-05:00

Book of the Month: The Dutch House by Ann Patchett (2019) Critical Evaluation "It takes guts to write a fairy tale these days. No P.R. blurb is complete without the descriptors 'searing,' 'probing,' 'challenging' or the like. The use of destabilizing narrative techniques (which often force critics to either include spoilers or to be oblique in order to avoid them) is so prevalent as to seem almost de rigueur. At a moment when everything in the world feels on the verge of falling apart, there seems to be a widespread cultural expectation (in the West, anyway) that serious art — the [...]

The Dutch House by Ann Patchett (2019)2022-01-27T12:10:52-05:00

A Poem for You: I Stop Writing the Poem

2021-11-11T11:19:37-05:00

I Stop Writing the Poem to fold the clothes. No matter who lives or who dies, I'm still a woman. I'll always have plenty to do. I bring the arms of his shirt together. Nothing can stop our tenderness. I'll get back to the poem. I'll get back to being a woman. But for now there's a shirt, a giant shirt in my hands, and somewhere a small girl standing next to her mother watching to see how it's done. by Tess Gallagher

A Poem for You: I Stop Writing the Poem2021-11-11T11:19:37-05:00

A Poem for You: In the Bone-Cracking Cold

2021-11-11T11:22:47-05:00

In the Bone-Cracking Cold BY M. BARTLEY SEIGEL On this cross-quarter day, quick to temper and cool, your long lashes startle me with their rime of hoarfrost, and I am snared like a rabbit pulled into your gravity by the run of our long love affair together. The seasons race past, one following another, and the rising sap is soon to halo the maples again. I will happily freeze in the bone-cracking cold, just to watch you walk slowly through this sugarbush, rare as a sundog incandescent in a fog of softly falling snow.

A Poem for You: In the Bone-Cracking Cold2021-11-11T11:22:47-05:00

Speaking While Masked

2022-01-27T13:33:30-05:00

Speaking While Masked As the pandemic enters its third year, the role of masks in reducing the risk of infection has been well documented. In the words of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, "Correct and consistent mask use is a critical step everyone can take to prevent getting and spreading COVID-19." Unfortunately, the protective barriers that masks create can hamper communication unless we compensate for them. I suspect that anyone who has worn a mask has struggled, at times, to be understood. More than once, I have had to repeat myself while placing an order at Starbucks, as in a [...]

Speaking While Masked2022-01-27T13:33:30-05:00

Book of the Month: Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison (1977)

2021-11-17T11:37:23-05:00

Book of the Month: Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison (1977) Critical Evaluation "Toni Morrison’s first two books — “The Bluest Eye” with the purity of its terrors and “Sula” with its dense poetry and the depth of its probing into a small circle of lives — were strong novels. Yet, firm as they both were in achievement and promise, they didn’t fully forecast her new book, “Song of Solomon.” Here the depths of the younger work are still evident, but now they thrust outward, into wider fields, for longer intervals, encompassing many more lives. The result is a long prose [...]

Book of the Month: Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison (1977)2021-11-17T11:37:23-05:00

Book of the Month: Harlem Shuffle by Colson Whitehead (2021)

2021-11-11T09:44:53-05:00

Book of the Month: Harlem Shuffle by Colson Whitehead (2021) "Born and raised in New York, Whitehead, who lives on the Upper West Side, writes and talks about the city with a native’s mix of affection and exasperation, marveling at its endless contradictions — the grotesque wealth and grinding poverty, the ambition and dereliction, the striving and corruption, the loneliness and misanthropy, the glamour and grime. He finished writing “Harlem Shuffle” during the first few months of the pandemic, when much of the city felt abandoned and hollowed out, silent except for the sirens. "'I’m describing a Harlem that’s in decline [...]

Book of the Month: Harlem Shuffle by Colson Whitehead (2021)2021-11-11T09:44:53-05:00

How to Write a Letter of Recommendation

2021-11-16T16:27:55-05:00

How to Write a Letter of Recommendation It's that time of year. No, not just for New Year's resolutions! It's application season. And many applications--for graduate schools, summer internships, and fellowships--require letters of recommendation, sometimes referred to as LORs. It is an honor to be asked to write an LOR, but you need to establish some ground rules and create a basic recommendation letter template to use as a starting point; otherwise, the deadlines could pile up, and there are futures on the line! No pressure. First, you should only consent to write a LOR for someone you know and whose [...]

How to Write a Letter of Recommendation2021-11-16T16:27:55-05:00

A Poem for You: After the Winter

2021-10-20T11:49:55-04:00

After the Winter Claude McKay  Some day, when trees have shed their leaves          And against the morning's white The shivering birds beneath the eaves          Have sheltered for the night, We'll turn our faces southward, love,          Toward the summer isle Where bamboos spire to shafted grove          And wide-mouthed orchids smile. And we will seek the quiet hill          Where towers the cotton tree, And leaps the laughing crystal rill,          And works the droning bee. And we will build a [...]

A Poem for You: After the Winter2021-10-20T11:49:55-04:00

A Poem for You: won’t you celebrate with me

2021-10-20T11:44:30-04:00

won’t you celebrate with me Lucille Clifton  won’t you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model. born in babylon both nonwhite and woman what did i see to be except myself? i made it up here on this bridge between starshine and clay, my one hand holding tight my other hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed.

A Poem for You: won’t you celebrate with me2021-10-20T11:44:30-04:00

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