Anitra/writing

I keep forgetting to promote this: 2 PM today, KUOW radio (94.9 in Seattle) is broadcasting an interview with me, about writing, and writing workshops for homeless people. Even non-Seattle folks can listen live on the internet, or later from podcast or archives.

Thanks to uriel1998 for this stumble! My sweetie Wes loves writing these short-shorts.

There is art and poetry in Flint, Michigan! Enjoy exploring the displayed work of writers and artists; and, if you are in Flint, checking out the generously supplied links to local arts events.

You can leave Jeff comments on the site at his Zimbio page.

An excellent post I hope many people read -- how to write better on your blog! (It's good advice for other writing as well.)

Dare I get into this? It looks like it could suck a writer in worse that StumbleUpon! :) Join in on ongoing stories and poems.

Lightchaser liked this. I'm chuffed. :D ("Chuffed," btw, is not a duck.)

Sometimes a duck is only a duck.

Sometimes a duck is fully, completely, utterly and marvelously a duck. Sometimes a duck is merely a duck. Sometimes a duck is awfully like a duck.

Sometimes a duck is a duckling. Sometimes a duck is an eggling.

Sometimes a duck is a bird that you feed. Sometimes a duck is dinner.

A duck is not a bus. A bus is not a duck. But a duck is the same as a duck and a bus is the same as a bus. This illustrates a principle of logic that I have forgotten the name of, but it was not a duck. And a small blue and purple rock on the upper slopes of the north face of the East Himalayans is not a duck. The number of things in the universe that are not a duck is so enormous that it will give you an emotional comprehension of the vastness of spacetime just to contemplate it for a moment.

But a duck is a duck.

A duck is also a bird. A duck is a vertebrate. A duck is a lifeform. A duck is an aquatic avian. A duck is a feathered biped. A duck may be a nuisance. A duck is occasionally a target.

And sometimes a duck is only a duck. phhhbbbbbbtt!