They came and I wrote two poems and also went on stage for a while and it's a quiet night here, but it's been a success. It's only eleven but I think I'll pack up my stuff and go - for the last half an hour me and the dj've been trying to find something to do, so

oh, lol

two more people showed up right now.

:)

Update from the festival, where I'm improvisationpoet for the night. The whole thing just started, and I'm waiting for the first people to walk in.

Oh, here they are. Brb.

Update on the plagiarism case: dearest C. is now claiming that I plagiarised her work. So now I have to forward my mails to her to the organisation, and I have to do more press release things, and I probably have to contact her authorities myself.

And yeah. Everything needs to be proven now. What a bitchI might even have to go publicise my ( Read more... )

"You're a poet and you're ANGRY," started the interview ( Read more... )

I'm not as fierce and ready to pounce in public in cases of plagiarism as I was five years ago - nowadays I prefer to contact the author privately before too many people find out - people make mistakes, and I don't mind giving them a chance to redeem themselves ( Read more... )

17: You say yes like it's a curse, an oath, but don't mean any of it. You touch people like they're the only chances you'll ever have, you touch their souls with your fingers, you touch their skin. There are friends, sometimes, you drift in and out of parties, classes, tents together. There are also prizes, press releases, ghost girls and ghost ( Read more... )

Feel better. Had something to eat, some fruit, and even though I was nauseous most of the night and all morning/day till just now, I was hungry when I took the tangerines ( Read more... )

I can has you in love with me y/y?

So, to my professional writing friends - what do you usually do with the money you get for your writing?

The reason I still love getting paid for my writing, why it never gets old, is that from the first time, I vowed I would never use the money for paying off bills.

It would go straight back into my art - and so I' ( Read more... )

OH MY QUEEN, YOU MADE A MURDERER OUT OF ME.

'The way he looks at you,' he said, 'and the way it was suddenly very obvious that he was sitting right beside you the moment I asked you that question.'

Monday, June 2nd 2008

I hitch
hook my way out
of this town, slipped
in and out of time,
stole a shoe
box from someone's
porch and used the cover
to hold my sign up with.
Cars stopped, cars
laughed, I was a
haystack wilting
sweating straight
and soft.

Now I feel like I do
after laxatives on
an empty stomach, or too
much absinth when one
didn't feel like a single ( Read more... )