rain, rain from a hurricane

It’s raining. A hard, relentless rain that comes from the remnants of Hurricane Jeane. It’s the third bunch of hurricane leftovers to pass through since I have been here.
It’s not cold, but it feels like it should be, because it’s so dark and wet outside. I had the window open to let some air into [...]

What I am reading in school this week #2

school is good, but I’m exhausted

on journalism (from the creative vantage point)

An excerpt from “The Art of Creative Nonfiction,” by Lee Gutkind, that will surely amuse my former co-workers, (as it amused me):
“Traditional journalists learn early in their education that creativity or imagination in newspapers and magazines are basically disallowed. Reporters with any real literary talent will have it squeezed out of them by stubborn and [...]

What I am reading in school this week #1

Traveling

Conversation overheard in the student union late this afternoon:
“You have a hole in your aura?”
“Yes, and I need to fill it!”
You can travel very far only to find yourself close to things that echo of home. This morning, for example, I found myself working at the writing department’s front desk alongside a woman from California [...]

surreal

All the packing and unpacking and furniture shopping and waiting and homesickness has been about today. Going to class. Starting school.
There’s a surreal quality to my life here, it being so removed from life as I have known it in San Francisco for the past five years. Being in school feels surreal too. I can’t [...]

Student again

Where should I begin? Should I start with the rain, which has fallen off and on since I arrived? I had to think about rain things for the first time in a long time. In San Francisco it rains when it is cold — by that city’s standards — not when it is warm and [...]