today, on thursday 28 august 2014:
- read most of section 2 from charles olson's call me ishmael
- read eula biss' essay "the pain scale" from the best creative nonfiction, vol. 1, edited by lee gutkind
- read chapter 17, "the ramadan," chapter 10 "a bosom friend," chapter 4 "the counterpane," and chapter 11, "nightgown," from moby dick.
here's what olson says about melville, and i find it highly applicable. if you're a writer, you might also find resonance here:
he [melville] was a skald, and knew how to appropriate the work of others. he read to write. highborn stealth, edward dahlberg calls originality, the act of a cutpurse autolycus who makes thefts as invisible as possible. melville's books batten other men's books.
- wrote the poems "we are all dreadfully cracked. . . ", "but what is worship?", and "there you lie. . . ."
- wrote blog post
- re-submitted to rad journal who asked for more work
- submitted to new journal, work never before submitted
- manuscript editing on the lapidary's nosegay. the fourteenth day in a row this has been on my list and has not been touched.
p.s. in addition to wearing this outfit to blog in, i'll be wearing it to a parent-teacher conference in which we discuss the issue of my child drawing a mustache and beard on his face with marker at school yesterday, to neylan mcbaine's women at church book release at zion's books, and to the opening of tamarack, a new provo restaurant, which i will review if all goes well. and finally, to watch the dita von teese episode of project runway later on tonight.