The first working artist I ever met was a funeral director named Dan Mason. I worked as Dan’s apprentice at Diuguid Funeral Home for 6 months, and besides some tedious truths about the way people die in the Bible Belt, the only things I learned were the few things Dan taught me about the disciplines […]
I had a creative writing teacher at the University of Tennessee at Martin who was once asked, “When is it okay to write in vernacular speech?” By that, the questioner meant a phonetic representation of how words sound, as opposed to how they normally appear in print. For example: “He pahked the cah in the […]
The Grist Graduate Reading Series is kicking off again this Thursday, November 12th, featuring MFA and PhD poets and fiction writers reading “decadent” pieces, devouring morsels of chocolate, and they may or may not be dressed extravagantly while doing so. It will be a sight to behold. If you are anywhere near Knoxville, TN, you won’t want […]
My old proficiencies, the things I felt had made me me, were stirring around in there somewhere, making me a little dissatisfied and urgent in the sort of neurotic way a zoo animal might be (I know there is something else I am supposed to be doing, but what is it?). I couldn’t figure out how to get to them.