Writerly Routines

When I first started writing, I will sadly admit that the bulk of my poetry was written in class, usually in Computer Science, History, or Math. I wrote in small font in the margins discretely, then if I liked it all, or thought my parents would, I would copy it out more legibly when I got home. I became a writer of prose first, I used to spend a lot of time on my families computer in high school, or when I could not wrestle it from my brother, scribbling diligently in notebooks. Thankfully in college I got my own laptop which is when I first started venturing out to write, a corner stone of my routine as a writer now. It greatly increased my ability to set aside packets of time to do nothing but write.

Some writers can’t bare, or understand the idea of writing in public, but perhaps because I grew up in a loud, wonderfully talkative family I find it easy to write with a lot of noise around me. I also like the energy some cafe’s have, if a lot of people are working diligently on there varying tasks. It is not home where I can be distracted by the dishes or my art supplies. I know why I am here, I spent 2-3 dollars in order to get coffee and spend a couple of hours doing diligent work.

If I do write at home I try to recreate a little bit of the coffee shop experience by making tea and sitting down to work with a cup of it by my side. I used to listen to music in headphones while writing, but now I rend to avoid that in less the coffee shop is overwhelmingly loud. I feel like I observe better without them. Light and windows in the coffee shop has become increasingly important.

Sometimes I like to leave my laptop at home, bring a note book and a book of poems or prose, and spend a couple of lovely hours sipping coffee and reading and writing.

What routines work for you in relation to writing?

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The More Loving One

Sometimes you can love a poem, even though you do not identify with the sentiment. This poem, and the audio recording of it by Auden (which you can find here) is incredible in the way it alines nature and emotion in such a satisfying, unusual and startling way.

The More Loving One

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

–  W.H. Auden

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Favorite Places to Write: Brooklyn

I have lived in several cities over the last couple of years. Since I write primarily outside of my apartment, I tend to really prize having good places to work near my apartment. This is the first in a series of posts that should come out in the next month or so about my favorite places to write in a specific geographical areas. I am going to start out with the place I live currently, Brooklyn, and then shift from there. I am, as always, eager for suggestions.

Sit & Wonder
688 Washington Av, Prospect Heights

Jacob used to live near this coffee shop when we first met. It’s changed a lot since then and now is a fair walk to get to, however it is still a very good place to work. It fills up quickly and the seating is a little crammed, but there is more room in the summer because of the backyard, which has a covered area as well as seating under the sun. Although often it does fill up, so it’s best to arrive before 10 if you really want to get a seat. They shift most of the seating around pretty regularly, but there is always a coach in the back which is good to work on, except in the afternoon when it can get a little bright. It has reliable fast Wi-fi, a clean washroom. It also has good drip coffee (Stumptown), excellent ice coffee, fair cappuccino’s (they used to be better), and good pastries. They play good music and has a nice relaxed but working vibe.

Postmark Cafe
326 6th St (between 4th & 5th avenue), Park Slope

Postmark Cafe is run by the Church! of Park Slope, which means all the employees are actually volunteers, and their tips go to charitable organizations like Heifer international. They are closed on Sundays because of this, also some of the volunteers know more about making coffee and various drinks then others. They have a fair amount of space that is not too crowded, they even have a back, children’s room that is sometimes loaned out for various meetings and such. Anyone can ask about using it. They serve lunch and because of this during the school year they are flooded by children at lunch time, but otherwise they are relatively quite and peaceful. They have a washroom (which has a shower), and good reliable wi-fi. The drip coffee is good, i’ve actually never got anything besides drip coffee and Italian Soda’s.  Brownies are 1$ if you get a drink. The Air Conditioning is not great, so sometimes it gets really hot in the summer. In the spring and fall sometimes they open the big windows in the front and a pleasant breeze comes through.

Joyce Bakeshop
646 Vanderbilt Ave , Prospect Heights

Joyce Bakeshop has an old fashioned feel to it, with wooden tables embedded with art, calm green walls, and friendly employees. I’ve actually never had their pastries, but the drip coffee (Gorilla) and tea is good. The ice coffee and tea should be avoided. They only have wi-fi on weekdays but it works well. It has a lot of foot traffic but usually there is a table or a bench available. They have a washroom. 

Four & Twenty Blackbirds
439 3rd avenue, Gowanus

We used to go here frequently but a couple of months ago our routine changed. It’s a very nice coffee shop, it has beautiful tin walls,  nice floors, art work, window box herb garden, light, a spacious seating area, and delicious pie. One of the reasons we stopped going was geography, Four & Twenty is an awkward distance away from our new apartment, and we stopped eating sweets. We also stopped going because their wi-fi, drip coffee, and staff became less reliable. It is a very nice place to go when you really need to work and you don’t necessarily need the internet.

Cafe Martin
355 5th Avenue, Park Slope

Cafe Martin is tiny, with church pew seating, little tables, a European vibe, a great owner who remembers your drinks, and boasts a good supply of reading material, from the New York Times to the Atlantic Monthly. Their drip coffee is great and Martin makes the best cappuccino’s. The iced coffee is good too. They don’t have internet, but I don’t mind at all. It’s best for reading and writing in a note book. In the afternoon it is quite and perfect for serious reading (and notebook writing).

Least Favorite:
Cocoa Bar
Park Slope
It’s dark in the back, crowded in the front, smells, goes through frequent seating adjustments, and the backyard just doesn’t work. The drinks, aside from drip coffee are overpriced. Also one of the managers is creepy. It’s too bad, because it’s close by, has wi-fi, and is never very crowded.

Snice
Park Slope
Sometimes I really try to like Snice, it has good light and vegan baked goods. However it never really works out because their employees are often loud and obnoxious, the music can be dreadful, and you can’t use your laptop on weekends or on most tables between 12-3 each day. The wi-fi works though, in case you were wondering.

Tea Lounge
Park Slope

Dirty and Dark, sometimes crowded. I can’t bring myself to work here.

Ozzie’s
Park Slope, Two locations
The fact that they charge for WiFi, smell badly, and are grimy has stopped me from frequenting their establishments.

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Bad Poems

Here is the thing, all poets write bad poems. Even my favorite poets; William Butler Yeats, W.H. Auden, Les Murray, Byron, (to name a few) wrote and published for posterity’s sake at least one or two poems that are bad, not just weak but groan worthy. So I have tried to be less hard on myself for my bad, wince inducing, poems. Instead I am calling them my warm up poems. I think of them as poems that allow me to create something more substantial, something better. Secretly, sometimes, I even like a few of them. Occasionally and more regrettably I can’t tell them from my good ones. Even more infrequently I can edit them into a better place.

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A Few of my Favorite Lines

“When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;”
– When you are old, William Butler Yeats

“Get with child a mandrake root,”
– Song, John Donne

“What we feel most has
no name but amber, archers, cinnamon, horses, and birds.”
– The Forgotten Dialect of The Heart, Jack Gilbert

“And the whole body was too small. Imagine
the sky trying to fit into a tunnel carved into a hill.
He came into it two ways:
From the outside, as we step into a pair of pants.
And from the center – Suddenly all at one.”
– Easter, Marie Howe

“When yellow leaves the sky
they pipe it to the houses
to go on making red
and warm and floral and brown
but gradually people tire of it,
return it inside metal, and go
to be dark and breathe water colours.
Some yellow hangs on outside
forlornly tethered to posts.
Cars chase their own supply.”
– The Mowed Hollow, Les Murray

“Love set you going like a fat gold watch.”
– Morning Song, Sylvia Plath

“O where are you going?” said reader to rider,”
– O where are you going, W.H. Auden

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Sticky Little Phrases

Sometimes I have awkward lines, that wedge themselves into my head, in a way that I cannot get them out of my brain. They come up whenever I try to start writing. One of the lines that has been stubbornly lodged for the last year is “The morning broke. . .”. I have finished that line at various times with the following options (and many more).

1. like a lamb pinata.

2. with eggs over toast.

3. like a smile hidden in the mouth.

4. without a moon.

5. on a small island.

6. in quite satisfaction.

Needless to say none of those lines turned into poem, but for some reasons I have to get it out of my mind, before I get into the real writing of the day. What phrases get stuck in your head?

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On an Apocalypse

Seven Golden Lampstands is the name of my manuscript of apocalypse poems. I have been working on this manuscript for three years now and it is slowly coming together. Various poems from the collection are already available in Journals, print and electronic, many can be found in the publications section of the website. I thought it might be interesting to list some of the major influences and inspirations of the collection.

The Bible

The title of the collection comes from a verse “I turned around to the voice that was speaking to me and when I turned I saw seven golden lampstands” (NIV, Revelation, 1:12). Although my apocalypse is certainly not the biblical one, it is inspired by certain elements of the bible, not just in Revelations, but also by events in Isaiah and Kings.

Rant, By Chuck Palahniuk

Rant is a fictional oral history, populated by a large cast of interviewees, who are involved in the central plot to varying degrees. It is brutal, detail oriented and a good blend of fact and fiction.

Usk, Kitamat, North

My father was raised in a factory town and on a small farm in rural northern B.C. My life has been influenced by the stories he has told about the place as well as my memory of it. I myself lived in both places for a few months when I was very young. Many of the apocalypse poems take place there, or in places inspired by my memories and my grandfathers photographs.

World War Z by Max Brooks

This is not a book I would have chosen to read, but it was strongly pushed on me by a dear friend, and eventually it was gifted to me by him. I had no choice but to at least read a little. Not only is it a well told oral history, it is a very detailed account of how a world is destroyed.

Music

Many of my poems are inspired by fragments of songs. I have a whole apocalyptic mix tape, that I play regularly. It includes the following songs; We Did it When We Were Young, by the Gaslight Anthem, Dog Days are Over, By Florence and the Machine,  Long Way Home by Tom Waits, When the Man Comes around By Johnny Cash, Sons & Daughters by The Decemberists, England by The National, and Girl in the War by Josh Ritter,

W.H. Auden

Auden was an amazing individuals, I treasure both his poems and his words. His Audio recording of Let the More Love One Be Me, is a part of my weekly routine. His observations on evil and nature, influence my work, greatly.

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Readings

I am not a comfortable reader of my own poems in public. I often try and convince my friends, who often have much better reading voices then I, to read the poems instead. I have never successfully convinced anyone to do this. All this is to say that the very awesome people at The Lineup uploaded a video of me reading at Cornelia Street Cafe this May. You can watch the video here.

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Favorite Journals

I read a fair amount of journals and I am constantly reviewing new ones for publication so this list is subject to change. I could probably post a new one every couple months.  However the following journals all deserve, at the very least, a brief visit. The journals are listed in no particular order. I do not list any of the really well known journals, because honestly, you probably know them all ready.

Disclaimer: Some of the following journals have published my work, some have rejected my work, others I have never submitted to.

1. Neon

Neon is based in the United Kingdom. They are a primarily online journal, although recently they have started to make print editions. One of the wonderful things about Neon is that they do a great job of pairing writing with photographs. Another wonderful thing is that they have an apocalyptic leaning in the writing they choose.

2. Tuesday: An Art Project

Tuesday is not just a poetry journal, it also has photographs and prints, all on lovely paper, bound creatively. You can really tell that the editor is a bookmaker, with good taste.

3. Going Down Swinging

Going Down Swinging is a terrific Australian print journal that manages to feature all sorts of styles of writing without compromising on quality. They do not limit themselves by valuing one school of writing over another, they seem to think only of the content and of the ideas. Not only is the writing great, Going Down Swinging is beautiful, often including well chosen art work and wonderful covers. The CD that come with it is yet another bonus.

4.  Cochella Review

An online literary journal that includes some of my favorite fiction writing. Particularly the completely absorbing short story Push, by Emma Aernes.

5. Menacing Hedge

There is a lot going for Menacing Hedge, a new Seattle based e-journal, the writing is well chosen, there are multiple poems from most contributes, and it is an easy to use website, one of my favorite features is Scary Bush

6. Dr Hurley’s Snake Oil Cure

I love lively literary journals. The tone of this themed journal is impeccable.

7. The Found Poetry Review

Not all poetry is written from scratch. An excellent and esthetically appealing e-journal.

8. Misjudge Your Limits

A wonderful e-zine. British, diverse, with lots of lovely writing.

9. A cappella Zoo

Available both as an e-journal and in print, this journal focuses on works of Magic Realism.  There are many wonderful works on this site, but I recommend starting out with an excerpt from the Human Suit series by Jessica Young.

10. Rock & Sling

A print journal of faith. Well balanced. Intelligent.

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Rejection Letters

I have rejected a lot of people’s poems, as the primary reader at one press, and a reader and then an editor at Lumina. Sometimes I rejected poems because they were not a good fit, often I rejected them because I did not like them. Some of the manuscripts I read for the Press I was working for I really enjoyed, but being aware that they did not match the presses aesthetic I did not accept them. When I was co-editing Lumina with Megan Williams, our own aesthetics very much went into the decision making process. So many factors are involved with decision making, and our readers definitely played an important role.

I know how subjective journal editing is and how hard it is to read poem after poem and still have eyes fresh enough to spot and enjoy poems that are aesthetically pleasing. Even before I had received the hundred plus rejection letters that now reside in my email inbox, I did not take the process personally. I don’t think anyone should. Particularly with poems like mine, where context is often so important, I reluctantly understand why some are rejected with a copy and pasted note, or returned to me with the phrase “good, but too genre for this journal”.  I don’t  think anyone should take rejections too seriously. Everyone has different aesthetics. I have read plenty of established  journals where I have not enjoyed any of the poems published there. Why should I expect them to accept mine, when I do not enjoy the various poems they have chosen? Also the more established journals have so many options and more established poets to chose from, how am I to take a decision that involves so many factors personally, if I take into consideration how many elements are involved.

Rejection letters, well never a pleasant thing should never prevent you from submitting to a journal.

 

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