Fray 2: WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge

Met a Daly City high-schooler touring Dublin with her Mom, on the top floor of the Hop-On Hop-Off bus on the sunniest day in Dublin:

Met Francesca and her Mom when she was on the Hop-On Hop-Off Bus around Dublin. They're from Daly City, CA. (Their ponytails are FRAYED)

Met Francesca and her Mom when she was on the Hop-On Hop-Off Bus around Dublin. They’re from Daly City, CA. (Their ponytails are slightly FRAYED)

Was reading a newspaper one lunchtime in Lincoln’s Inn, close to the National Gallery of Ireland.

Reading a Frayed Newspaper: Lincoln Bar, Dublin, June 2014

Reading a Frayed Newspaper: Lincoln’s Inn, Dublin, June 2014

And spent two nights in Cork in June:

Found this slim poetry collection in her room in Café Paradiso, Cork, Ireland. The cover is slightly FRAYED.

Self found this slim poetry collection in her room in Café Paradiso, Cork, Ireland. The cover is slightly FRAYED.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

A Dream

Oh Lord, it is soooo hot.

Self was driving madly around LA just a few days ago, and now she is home.

But it is just as hot as it was in LA. With the added bother that much of her garden looks ready to expire and it is hard to water because it is so hot. Not to mention that there is a drought so one should really NOT be watering.

Self has not found time to search for more photographs on this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge:  FRAY. She commonly writes four or five posts on the week’s theme, but so far this week she’s only written one.

She peruses other bloggers’ sites and found this series of pictures of lightning (which frays the sky? She guesses that must have been what the blogger was thinking) which were interesting.

Oh Lord, her arm hurts. Is practically stiff from all the commenting on student pieces.

Last night she dreamt (or was it really happening?) that she was experiencing a terrific pain in her chest. Then her Altima plunged off a pier and straight into some water, and very slowly disappeared. With herself in it. So that means she died. End of story! The dream continued, though. She was inexplicably able to move through space as if she were alive. What does that mean? It was all confusing as heck.

Then she went to Barnes & Noble, where it was very airconditioned, and she couldn’t find any books by Shusako Endo or Jim Crace or Sarah Shun-lien Bynum. She took so long searching the book aisles that by the time she returned home, The Man was home. He always parks so snugly, almost blocking her access to the only driveway. Seems almost like a challenge, the way he parks. She’s tried to figure out the motivation, but so far it has eluded her. Couldn’t he move forward, even just a foot. It would seem so much more polite. Self thinks: if Nicky Loomis were here, she would certainly make of this a story.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

Work in Progress: Inspired by the Darren Aronofsky Movie

How many readers actually saw “Noah” when it was in theaters earlier this year? The speculative fiction film version of “Noah,” the one that starred Russell Crowe and Jennifer Connolly? Self loved it. In fact, it’s still one of her favorite movies of the year.

Self is calling this work-in-progress “The Ark.”:

Two by two, the counting went on, day and night.

In moonlight sometimes Noah heard his wife singing.

No more than two, Noah said. One pair, that’s all we can take.

His wife began to argue with him. There must be a way, she insisted. Her eyes had that stormy look. Like lake water in spring, when the wind blows hard around.

Right now, it stands at around five pages, double-spaced (1,000 words). Happiness!

Stay tuned.

Fray: WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge

December 2013

December 2013

Must confess self finds the theme of this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge a tad — shall we say — vague: FRAY.

She decided to think of the challenge as “fray” as in frayed material or frayed thread. Hence, the Christmas angel, whose skirt is made out of thin, frayed hemp.

Another from December 2013

Another from December 2013

Below is a detail of the Miami Holocaust Memorial in Miami’s South Beach, one of the most powerful holocaust memorials she’s ever seen. Self realizes it’s quite a contrast: Christmas decorations and concentration camps. But, this whole blog is about contrasts, isn’t it?

Miami Holocaust Memorial, South Beach, November 2013: Frayed Flesh

Miami Holocaust Memorial, South Beach, November 2013: Frayed Flesh

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

More Silhouettes

Grand Central Baking Company, Pioneer Park, Seattle:  February 2014

Grand Central Baking Company, Pioneer Square, Seattle: February 2014

Hand-blown glass, The Glass House near Pioneer Square, Seattle:  February 2014

Hand-blown glass, The Glass House near Pioneer Square, Seattle: February 2014

Neighbor's Front Yard, Redwood City, December 2013

Neighbor’s Front Yard, Redwood City, December 2013

 

Teaching Non-Fiction

Self is in the middle of teaching an on-line class for UCLA Extension right now, “Essential Beginnings in Nonfiction.” The book she is using is Judith Barrington’s Writing the Memoir: From Truth to Art.

From Chapter 3, which self is having the students discuss this week:

Do not make the mistake of thinking it is easier to tell the stories you have lived than to make up fictitious stories about imaginary people.  It is no easier to write your own story well than it is to write anything else well.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

Silhouette 5: Seattle, February 2014

The prompt this week was SILHOUETTE (“in which an outline of someone or something appears dark against a lighter background”).

The prompt has been firing synapses in self’s brain, for almost a week now.

View from the Seattle Hilton, AWP Writers Conference, February 2014

View from the Seattle Hilton, AWP Writers Conference, February 2014

Bottled Water Silhouette in Self's Room in the Seattle Hilton, February 2014

Bottled Water Silhouette in Self’s Room in the Seattle Hilton, February 2014

Self's Roommate at the Hilton:  Poet Luisa A. Igloria

Self’s Roommate at the Hilton: Poet Luisa A. Igloria

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

Silhouette 4: 2014 Fillmore Jazz Festival, San Francisco and an Irish Book on Surfing

Fraiche, on Fillmore Street. The Fillmore Jazz Festival was happening just outside.

Fraiche, on Fillmore Street. The Fillmore Jazz Festival was happening just outside.

Poster for the 2014 Fillmore Jazz Festival

Poster for the 2014 Fillmore Jazz Festival

And here’s yet another of the thousands and thousands of pictures self took when she was in Ireland, earlier this year.  Self had gone to Sligo to attend a friend’s gallery opening.  The gallery had a very cute restaurant next door, which sold, in addition to tea and locally made chocolates and other gastronomic delights, coffee table books about surfing.  Sligo, self discovered, is at the heart of a surfing culture in Ireland. Who would have thought? (That day in Sligo also just happened to be William Butler Yeats Day).

A Book on Cooking AND Surfing; from a Coffee Shop in Sligo, Ireland

A Book on Cooking AND Surfing; from a Coffee Shop in Sligo, Ireland

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

Silhouette 3: Los Angeles County Museum of Art

The Daily Post prompt says:  “Photography is all about experimenting with light, and then positioning yourself (or your subject) in the right spot to achieve a certain effect.”

To honor the theme of this week’s Photo Challenge, SILHOUETTE, self decided to take this photo of a Pieta from the side, so that we don’t see the grieving mother’s face (She forgot to note the name of the artist. But the other pieces in the gallery ranged from the 15th to the 17th century)

Pieta: European Art Collection, LACMA

Pieta: European Art Collection, LACMA

Across the street From the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, a onstruction zone was demarcated with a green plastic wall. Through it, you could see the silhouette of palm trees.

Across the street From the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, a onstruction zone was demarcated with a green plastic wall. Through it, you could see the silhouette of palm trees.

Palm Trees in Front of the Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Palm Trees in Front of the Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Silhouette 2: Westwood Village, Los Angeles/ Son’s Room in Redwood City, A Museum of Absence

Boba Loca, Westwood Village, Saturday Afternoon:  The window facing the street is lined with bookshelves.

Boba Loca, Westwood Village, Saturday Afternoon: The window facing the street is lined with bookshelves.

Still in Boba Loca: The laptop of the young woman sitting across from me had a cover adorned with a silhouette of the New York City skyline.

Still in Boba Loca: The laptop of the young woman sitting across from me had a cover adorned with a silhouette of the New York City skyline.

Son's Room in Redwood City is like a museum -- a museum of absence. He built this K'Nex structure when he was 9. Took him about an hour.

Son’s Room in Redwood City is like a museum — a museum of absence. He built this K’Nex structure when he was 9. Took him about an hour.

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