tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124510469020931590.post7422466256472353811..comments2016-04-03T08:24:23.072-07:00Comments on black line pages: merricathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03974757274149259715noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124510469020931590.post-73058833823849834772009-09-20T18:08:24.882-07:002009-09-20T18:08:24.882-07:00i remember you then.. and have thought about you e...i remember you then.. and have thought about you ever since. i'm in ny for a little while. are you here too? --jessica from dsa cr class all those years agoarroww1979https://www.blogger.com/profile/09574315483555986692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124510469020931590.post-5580783900082951492009-06-22T17:40:27.026-07:002009-06-22T17:40:27.026-07:00Read your most recent post and remembered a day on...Read your most recent post and remembered a day on a bus, more than fifteen years ago -- me off to hear Sandra Cisneros, you to something bigger -- and how strikingly beautiful you were, and a night wandering around among train tracks when you were nearly run down by a crazy idea, and then a night before a younger me left to Louisiana when I felt that the whole trip was lost because I already wanted to come back.<br /><br />And I remembered how seriously you took the wildness of youth, and how much I was scared and intrigued. <br /><br />But best part of reading your post, were all the years between which I forgot. For a moment. Thank you for that summer fifteen years ago and the flicker of it now, I hope you are unchanged.Nathanielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13526073320010087962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124510469020931590.post-26733333831763579402009-02-05T07:38:00.000-08:002009-02-05T07:38:00.000-08:00That's a beautiful post, MC. I wish you'd write mo...That's a beautiful post, MC. <BR/>I wish you'd write more often.<BR/><BR/>xoxoxoKrissyfacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12920615943684795695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124510469020931590.post-53774644939096027222008-12-31T14:46:00.000-08:002008-12-31T14:46:00.000-08:00Sometimes it doesn't help, but sometimes it does h...Sometimes it doesn't help, but sometimes it does help to go back to the beginning. <BR/><BR/>Doing that is the only reason I wrote anything at all this year beyond random bukowski-like text messages.<BR/><BR/>but if not, then perhaps it will help to find a web to get stuck in, a room empty enough to allow for one's vastness or conversely the attention to see/imagine the vast significance of the everyday and mundane. Or simply to rip up one's habits -- even one's writing habits.<BR/><BR/>Happy New Year!danhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02930077202456855107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4124510469020931590.post-45421152817672832832008-12-18T19:41:00.000-08:002008-12-18T19:41:00.000-08:00I feel that I am always searching for my writing v...I feel that I am always searching for my writing voice as an adult, a mother, a teacher... as well. Sometimes it feels impossible to find...renmckayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04627438325619722671noreply@blogger.com