A Trip to the Post Office to Mail Some Poetry Books

By on Oct 9, 2013 in addiction, art, Authenticity, books and publishing, callings, poetry, Uncategorized

Yesterday I mailed some of my Kickstarter poetry books out. (I’m having to mail them out in slow, small batches, because of all the problems I’ve been having producing them.) I went to the ghetto post office that is near our house. I wouldn’t say we live in the ghetto, but that we live on the border of one. But I don’t know, I guess it depends on how you define ghetto. (I just looked up the definition of ghetto: a bad neighborhood where minorities live. This definition irks me, but unfortunately it is as true as it is irksome. Anyway.) Two of the books were going to Israel! I have never been to Israel. For the purposes of shipping them, I debated the value of the books with the postal clerk, a black woman who was not young and not old. I said they were books of my poetry that I had made and that I would have to make up a value. I’m not even sure what made...

Bookmaking as Process

By on Oct 4, 2013 in books and publishing, callings, hope, poetry, recovery, spirituality, writing

Someone was reminding me recently how it’s about the process, that it’s all process. Last year I launched a Kickstarter project to self-produce a collection of poems and I don’t know why but every logical part of me thought this end of things would be a simple and straightforward process. For reasons that are not apparent to me, it has been anything but simple or easy. The plan I had turned out not to be the plan that the Universe or the Book-making Gods had in mind for me. In fact, I’m still in this process, and need to make more books. However, I have been, at last, able to produce the first twenty. My boyfriend said that one day, when I’m all done, whatever day that is, I’ll be able to tell people that my blood, sweat and tears went into these books. Two nights ago I was binding the books with needle and thread and poked myself really badly and...

Interview { The Novelist }

By on Aug 6, 2013 in callings, Interviews, writing

Kit Brewer Santa Fe, New Mexico What is your relationship to your authentic self? As far as I can tell, having a self is like swimming or walking. What would it mean to authentically walk? I’m more likely to imagine myself in terms of intention and virtue. Maybe that’s not as compelling as authenticity, but for me it’s more useful. It keeps me out of trouble and I get more done. On the other hand, there are some inner objects and states of being that I assess in terms of authenticity. Is this hunger real; is it authentic? Or am I just craving another bowl of ice cream? Was that person actually engaged with me, or was he reproducing an emotion not authentically his own? I once read a book of poems by Paul Auster. I couldn’t believe how bad they were (seemed to be) and kept asking myself, is he kidding or is this authentic? If these are genuinely works of literature, what experience am I...

An Act of Breaching

By on Jul 21, 2013 in art, callings, los angeles, writing

Yesterday we were driving through San Pedro, on the highway, past the shipping yards and all the shipping containers you could ever imagine, like driving through another world. The windows were open and it’d been hot all day but the sky was clouding over like it might rain. A big truck rolled by on my right, a swish of a color between a distressed sea foam green and robin’s egg blue. The color surprised me. I felt the air all around me and I turned my head to follow the color as it sped by. I thought: I’m so happy to be able to see what I’m seeing.  The joy of this color. Perceiving this is what it means to be alive. We got to where we were going and parked across the street from a mortuary. Friend was late so we got comfortable in the car, waiting for another 20 or 30 minutes. I sat in the back, door ajar, reading one of the books I’d gotten earlier that...

What Should I Do with My Life?

By on Jul 14, 2013 in Authenticity, callings

I found I was intrigued by people who had unearthed their true calling, or at least those who were willing to try. Those who fought with the seduction of money, intensity, and novelty, but overcame their allure. Those who broke away from the chorus to learn the sound of their own voice. Nothing seemed more brave to me than facing up to one’s own identity, and filtering out the chatter that tells us to be someone we’re not.

Po Bronson, What Should I Do with My Life?

A Note About the Interviews

By on Jul 10, 2013 in addiction, art, Authenticity, callings, Interviews, poetry, recovery, spirituality

It’s been an amazing experience so far doing these interviews. They’ve been mostly conducted with artists, of varying mediums. I’m fascinated with the process artists use and one of the connections I’m looking to make note of  is how  art-making can support living authentically, as a process, in addition to being an important means of self-expression, catharsis, and a vehicle for joy and beauty. (The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron is an important reference for how to physically enable the artistic process, especially for those experiencing some degree of stuckness in their creative flow.) I’m also very interested in addiction, and especially recovery from addiction. Why? Because I suffer! I want to live out the true purpose for my life. There are a few things that make this difficult and addiction is of the most difficult. Mainly because, as it is...


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