I Went To A Bar And Now I’m Self-Employed

I went out over the weekend to the Highlands neighborhood here in Louisville.

I made a new friend at one of the many gay bars there, called Chill Bar. It has this enormous tree out in the patio with Christmas tree lights wrapped around it. We sat at the bar around the tree and drank Budweiser and Guinness, people watched, and talked about our creative ambitions. He's a musician. He also has a day job, something with pipe organs. I talked to him about how I'm just really not that good at traditional jobs and just sort of want to write things. Basically, I'd rather be self-employed. Actually, I need to be self-employed. Continue reading “I Went To A Bar And Now I’m Self-Employed”

People Watching: I Went To Shakespeare In The Park

Central Park in Louisville does this Shakespeare festival every year.

There’s an amphitheatre in the park that they use throughout the season. The park is near the University of Louisville campus. I’ve walked by it many times while I was a student there. I never really went to a performance, though. It’s on a local event list over on Louisville Magazine, spanning from August 9th-August 13th. I figured it was time to actually go see one. If nothing else, it will help me do some people watching because I’m a writer and like to do people watching. Usually, the being-a-writer part is just the excuse to be nosy, but since I’m working on some fiction for my blog, I thought an actual people-watching exercise while I was out somewhere would be good. And if it didn’t work, there was always the performance. Continue reading “People Watching: I Went To Shakespeare In The Park”

I’m Taking A Hard Look At My Blogging

I’ve been posting on and off on this blog since 2014. It’s time to take a hard look at what my blog is and how to get it closer to what I want it to be. I’ve been avoiding this since I started it because I was in college. I didn’t have enough time to focus on it the way I felt like I needed to. A blogger has a lot of cool things, like making my own work schedule, working from home, writing every day, and building a community. I wanted and expected at least some of those things, but I didn’t do any work to get them. As a result, my blog has just sort of existed for three years. Now that I’ve graduated college and have more time to devote to blogging, there’s no excuse. Continue reading “I’m Taking A Hard Look At My Blogging”

I’m Bad At Workshopping Short Stories

In college fiction writing classes, there’s one thing you’ll do a lot, and that’s workshopping short stories. I’ve written a lot of short stories and read a lot of short stories in classes and writers’ groups. In college, short stories are used for creative writing education because they’re short.

Short stories are short. That makes sense.

The reason creative writing professors need the stories they use to be short is because you spend most of your time in creative writing classes workshopping your fellow students’ short stories. In return, they workshop yours. Workshopping short stories can be a very helpful tool, not only when you’re starting out with creative writing, but throughout your creative writing life.

Here’s the thing about me and workshops:

People who let me workshop their stories don’t like me after I give back their story. I scratch things out on the page if they’re boring, if they do something that pulls me out of the story, or if I know that the sentence could be better. I scratch things out a lot more if what I’m reading is a short story. Short stories don’t linger. Continue reading “I’m Bad At Workshopping Short Stories”

The Patio of Mrs. Jones

I found this old picture I snapped last year
On the way to work, of sunflowers overgrown in some weeds
that needed a shear.

If only their yard was sheared, t’where you could see their home,
a small black pot, well kept, clean, needing shown,
I walked past them again today, alone.

I don’t remember if I saw them there,
as I stepped on past the patio of Mrs. Jones,
like walking through a field of bones,
uneasy.

Photo taken as I was walking to work last year.
Photo taken as I was walking to work last year.