Sunday, August 30, 2009

The Lion Sleeps Tonight (and, "The Dream Lives On")

Ted Kennedy's memorial, funeral, and burial services have been incredibly tasteful and appropriate. Given his stature and accomplishments, it's fitting that our sitting president gave his eulogy. While President gave a great speech, I think Kennedy's son, Ted Jr., stole the show. I'm embedding the first part of his speech. All of it is wonderful - funny and touching - but my favorite moment comes just before the fourth minute, when Ted Kennedy Jr. recalls a story from when he was twelve.




Who knows what impact Kennedy's death will have on the larger narrative of health care reform. I think that I and fellow progressives hope that the other democrats in the senate will feel a renewed call to pass meaningful legislation, i.e. with a public option.

Finally, click here for a collection of editorial cartoons from the day after Kennedy passed.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Another reason to love gmail...

I had a eureka moment yesterday morning.

These past few months, I've gone through this cycle of ambivalence/ restlessness/ anxiety about my future. What am I doing? Where am I going? I've toyed with the idea of going back to school for any number of things, from library science to english composition and pedagogy.

Any school excites me: getting assignments and essays, doing research, becoming more skilled and knowledgeable. I could go back for archaelogy, paleontology, mathematics, political science, history, and I would thoroughly enjoy it. The problem would come after. I don't see myself excited about any field "after" except creative writing.

A few months ago, I looked into and dismissed (or, at least, postponed) the idea of a low-residency MFA program. A low-res MFA program allows its students to stay where they are, even work full time, while working toward the degree. Then twice a year, students and faculty gather for one or two weeks of intense workshop. They might meet at the school's campus, or they might travel to another idyllic location, depending on the program.

Yesterday morning, checking my email, one of google's "intuitive" and "targeted" ads appeared in the right margin and said to "GET YOUR MFA!" Light bulb. Eureka. Duh! Here I've been whining about what I want to do with my life, when I've known what I want to do. I just hadn't made the commitment to do so.

I'm at the beginning of this process. There are a number of well-reputed low-res programs around the country; the trick is finding one that's the best fit for me.

You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you. ~Ray Bradbury

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Wednesday, Wednesday

I found this quote from my May entry:

"But I don't see myself doing this five years from now, at least not in its current form."

Life is absurd. We all are. I'm destined to have the same revelations over and over again until someone throws a shoe at me.

So there's this old lady...


Sunday, August 23, 2009

"Education is the path from cocky ignorance to miserable uncertainty"

~ Mark Twain

"Suck it up," my grandmother said once when I was complaining about all the things I had to do. She didn't say it meanly; she was rather matter-of-fact. And knowing all the sacrifices she's had to make -- all the times she's had to "suck it up" -- makes me feel sheepish.

I'm back at the wall. Behind it, with me, I have the life I've built. It's relatively comfortable and often fulfilling. But I know with greater and greater certainty that I don't want to be behind this wall in five years. I feel like I have been sucking it up for years.

This wall is not about happiness (which is overrated); it's about drive and motivation, passion, creativity, among many other things that have been sucked up.

Five years from now: The recession will be over, Obama will be well into his second term, and I will be... where? And how do I get there?

Thursday, August 20, 2009

"But when I start to tell them, they think I'm telling lies..."

I'm in the middle of week four, now, of a twelve-week quarter. Tuesday we discussed literary devices and poems by Maya Angelou, Langston Hughes, Dylan Thomas, and Robert Frost. The poetry lesson is a brief reprise from comma splices, organization, and logical fallacies, and we do these on the same day we discuss word choice and exact language. Poetry is the best words in the best order, I reiterate.

From "Phenomenal Woman": Pretty women wonder where my secret lies...

From "Dream Deferred": Does it dry up / Like a raisin in the sun?

From "Do Not Go Gentle into that Bright Night": Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

From "The Road Not Taken": Yet knowing how way leads on to way / I doubted if I should ever come back.

Each of these poems, so easily accessible regardless of your prior knowledge of the poet or poetry in general, illustrate that concept: best words, best order. Whether it's a very formal poem, like Frost's ABAAB, ABAAB, or Thomas' Villanelle, or it's a free form poem, without prescribed line length or rhyme, you can't imagine the words in any other order.

Speaking of word order, according to a book I've been reading, there are five basic definitions of grammar: the first is our internalized knowledge about word order and placement, allowing us to speak and write with fluency, without pausing and thinking between words; the second is "scientific attempts to understand and describe" those internalized rules; the third is "the grammar of linguistic etiquette," using standard English as opposed to so-called "bad grammar"; the fourth is the grammar we associate with middle school, learning about phrases and clauses, subjects and verbs; finally is the fifth type, stylistic grammar, concerned about "language beyond the sentence level" (think Zinsser's "On Writing Well," or me, railing against passive voice).

The book points out that knowledge of #2 and #4 doesn't necessarily translate to better #1. I hesitate spending so much time on it: grammar, sentence structure, and style. But then again, this is something I can explicitly, unambiguously teach. These are the rules, and this is when it's important to apply them. Only the past couple of quarters have I realized and articulated that following #3 and #5 depends on the purpose of the writing; the audience. But, I say, language is power. You're judged and classified by language, for better or for worse. Play the game. Master the game.

Oh, the power of story. I love good stories: Actions, personality traits, exchanges of dialogue, all pulled together in a narrative strand.



Saturday, August 15, 2009

"When the Exxon Valdez spilled in 1989, I was angry. I even wrote on the back of my car, Boycott Exxon!"

~ Alexandra Paul

The Reds game was a complete success: not only did we have wonderful seats on the third base line, seven rows back, but the Reds also won. The crowd was sparse (only 16,000 or so on a beautiful Thursday evening), but blame that on the team's dreadful record. None of us brought a glove, so any time a ball appeared foul, I put myself in a defensive position.

Last night, we skipped five after five in protest. I think our boycott will end next week; while I disagree with the CEO's comments, he's at least putting forward ideas. And I ask myself, "What would Obama do?" Obama would probably invite him to five after five and have a conversation.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Quick hits

I love that moment in a day when I stop worrying about class, work, family, and the world. Unfortunately that hasn't happened in a while. But I've been "good" busy, lately, as opposed to "anxious" busy.

So, I'll take a cue from one of my blogger friends and give some quick hits:

  • I saw "Julie and Julia" last night with my mom. Meryl Streep was divine has Julia Child, and it was wonderful recognizing so many places in Paris!
  • I'm boycotting Whole Foods. This seriously alters my Friday evenings, but the store's CEO penned an op-ed piece in the Wall Street Journal against health care reform. If he hadn't realized who shops there (liberal, educated democrats), he does now!
  • My dad leaves on Monday. I'm getting ready to take the reins on the website, a facebook fan site, and a twitter...
  • Headed to the Reds game tonight. I'll bring my camera and upload any good pics!