“no woman has ever written enough”
“No black woman writer in this culture can write ‘too much.’ Indeed, no woman writer can write ‘too much’… No woman has ever written enough.” –bell hooks
“keep the channel open”
There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep...
explore “places rough to reach”
“Here is some sun. Some. Now off into the places rough to reach. Though dry, though drowsy, all unwillingly a-wobble, into the dissonant and dangerous crescendo. Your work, that was done, to be done to be done to be done.” —Gwendolyn Brooks, “To the Diaspora”
embrace what is daunting
“I still remember the shudder when I sensed a knowing as pure as fact—that I might only truly become my fullest self if I explored and stayed open to moving through daunting terrain…I wanted to explore in writing what I was beginning to sense about life—that discoveries, innovations, and creative endeavors often, perhaps even only, come from uncommon ground. In hindsight, I realize that I was focused on improbable rises because...
“The New Morrigan,” by Linda Cooper
She’s got a mango cleaved to her chest cavity, juices drowning the aorta, sweet acidic draining from chamber to vein, and she thinks she’ll yell, but quietly, into the pillow of her sadness like the feathered ape who lost a mate and blindly tools some ants onto its tongue. This morning, songbirds trill the air like a dentist’s drill until a crow caws and caws, silencing her self-pity. Hops...
Under the Harrow, by Flynn Berry
Flynn Berry, who won the Spring 2012 Orlando Creative Nonfiction Prize Winner for “Surfing,” will have her debut novel published June 2016 by Penguin. Here is her AROHO Story, and details about her book: I still remember exactly what the genre judge, Celeste Fremon, said about my story, and doubt I’ll ever forget it. It was the first time I’d been published or won a national prize. I read the message from Tracey...
“They Look Like Angels,” by Anna Scotti
The best weapon for little hands is probably the Kimber Solo, if you’re looking for conceal-carry. You’ve got your three L’ s to think about, when you’re training a child– you need a weapon that’s lightweight, low-recoil, and low trigger-pull, because if you can’t get your shot fired off, all the training in the world is for nothing. Mike Clark lets us shoot when the range is cold; it’s against code but I taught Mike...
“The Street Artist,” by Judith Janeway
I don’t do that old trapped-in-a-box routine. Uh-huh. I’m an artist. I grow a giant flower from a seed. The tourists at the cable car turnaround love it. Makes them forget how cold they are in their shorts and sandals, fog whipping around their knees. Don’t know why the lady cop picked that moment to bust me. Came right up, her cop stuff hanging off a black belt. Made her hips look huge. She goes, “I want to talk to you.” Like...
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