“Quite honestly, my objection to rape jokes is not even because I particularly find the jokes personally triggering anymore; I generally just find them pathetic and inexplicable. And while I’m bothered by the fact that the jokes normalize and effectively minimize the severity of rape and thus perpetuate the rape culture, I’m more bothered by the thought of a woman who’s recently been raped, who’s just experienced what may be the worst thing that will ever happen to her, and goes to the site of her favorite webcomic, or turns on the telly, or goes to the cinema, or a comedy club, to have a much-needed laugh—only to see that horrible, life-changing thing used as the butt of a joke. I don’t understand—and I don’t believe I ever will—why anyone wants to be the person who sends that shiver down her spine, who makes her eyes burn hot with tears at an unwanted memory while everyone else laughs and laughs.”—
also last night our workshop prof assigned us each a muse from greek mythology in our into blurbs and i got the muse of erotic poetry aka erato so i am essentially certified as the creative writing program’s heartbreaker/sexual tornado
I got Artemis. Which is actually…really scary accurate.
I got Orpheus. This was originally alarming but then I did some research and realized that this dude was a v. talented poet and prophet who built temples.
On Friday, i explained my gender stuff to someone who had a distinctly liberal view on gender. She was happy to have met me and clearly left the conversation feeling a little more enlightened for having met a transsexual.
I felt dissatisfied and vaguely bitter. I think I felt a little used. I dunno. It didn’t feel like a helpful conversation for me.
Also this person assumed that trans people are bisexual and that was weird. This was easily corrected by me and accepted by her.
Idk y’all. Should I have engaged with her more?
I just don’t… Really… Care what she thinks about gender.
Please console me or agree with me or share your own experiences with liberal people?? Or maybe vent about intersectionality and how cis privilege is really only applicable to white people? (People have been writing about this on twitter and it has got me thinking.)
I write to make peace with the things I cannot control. I write to create red in a world that often appears black and white. I write to discover. I write to uncover. I write to meet my ghosts. I write to begin a dialogue. I write to imagine things differently and in imagining things differently perhaps the world will change. I write to honor beauty. I write to correspond with my friends. I write as a daily act of improvisation. I write because it creates my composure. I write against power and for democracy. I write myself out of my nightmares and into my dreams. I write in a solitude born out of community. I write to the questions that shatter my sleep. I write to the answers that keep me complacent. I write to remember. I write to forget….
I write because I believe in words. I write because I do not believe in words. I write because it is a dance with paradox. I write because you can play on the page like a child left alone in sand. I write because it belongs to the force of the moon: high tide, low tide. I write because it is the way I take long walks. I write as a bow to wilderness. I write because I believe it can create a path in darkness….
write as ritual. I write because I am not employable. I write out of my inconsistencies. I write because then I do not have to speak. I write with the colors of memory. I write as a witness to what I have seen. I write as a witness to what I imagine….
I write because it is dangerous, a bloody risk, like love, to form the words, to say the words, to touch the source, to be touched, to reveal how vulnerable we are, how transient we are. I write as though I am whispering in the ear of the one I love.
”—Terry Tempest Williams, Red: Passion and Patience in the Desert (via saintstrange)
“The point for me is to create relationships based on deeper and more real notions of trust. So that love becomes defined not by sexual exclusivity, but by actual respect, concern, commitment to act with kind intentions, accountability for our actions, and a desire for mutual growth.”—Dean Spade (via navigatethestream)
Ahhh poetry that sounds fun! I miss creative writing, I haven't done it in ages because I've got so much other stuff to worry about. I'm writing a classic essay on the post-colonial critique in Heart of Darkness. I have to say, it's nice to have such a concrete topic to end on! :)
I am on my fifth or sixth draft of this poem now. :S
But yeah, it is fun.
Post-colonialism! I finally learned about that this year and it is super interesting! Enjoy!
Hey Oliver! I see that you are writing tonight. I am also writing. We in the humanities seem to have this in common, often. I'm doing my LAST paper of my undergrad though! Woooo! What are you working on?
LAST PAPER OF YOUR UNDERGRAD?
I offer you a congratulatory high-five.
I am working on a long poem about myths and wars for my women & peace class.
…and I’d love to hear from you!! I’m (an Oglala Lakota two-spirit person) currently writing my thesis on the (academic) literary perception of two-spirit people vs. the community perception of us within First Nations communities. I’ll be studying French in Québec City…
hey, I live in Montreal. I could post this on facebook in case any mtl Two-Spirit folk wanna get in touch with you, if you want??
“I guess the opposite of poetry would be something like, “the rest of the words in the rest of the orders,” or “teh worst words order in dumbest the.” I write a lot of things that fit that description, that are inept and inarticulate, and that approach the inverse of the beauty of poetry. And, though I’m happy you invited me to do this interview and came up with these great questions, I’m nervous, too. Because the idiocy of my poems is real. That’s really how I think and speak—by choosing a favorite stupid thing to say, then another, then another. It’s like being a musician, but only being able to play the fart machine.
So I’m grateful to live in a time when poetry has absorbed so many things that once seemed like its opposite(s). The things I write shouldn’t be poems, but they are, and that makes me happy.
Actually, it’s hard to think what the real opposite of poetry might be.
Actually, I’d like to change my answer: the opposite of poetry is oppression.”—James Gendron, interviewed by Jeff Alessandrelli for Fanzine (via bostonpoetryslam)
On Friday, an acquaintance told me that fan fiction can be used to help you get into video game writing. She says that since fan fiction involves using premade characters in a world already constructed, this is a transferable skill to the video game industry, as this is what game creators would want you to do.
So I think I am going to return to fan fiction to beef up my CV.
My friend said she could help me get a job once I graduate.
What do you find the best fan fiction site is? I used to go on fanfiction.net.
(Incidentally, I’ll probably stick to Harry Potter fan fiction to start with since that is what I am most familiar with. I’ll probably drift over to WTNV once I catch up on the episodes.)
I just saw a post talking about how steampunk is a circlejerk for “classy friendzone dudes” who want to wax nostalgic for the days when it was even cooler to be a cishet white dude. As someone who really enjoys steampunk, I was heartbroken when I came to the realization of how…