Friday, March 31, 2006

In the Street

The issue of Paper Street that I'm in came today. In it is a poem I care a lot about, a poem I was unsure of for a while but grew to love. I'm getting to that point where I have a nice little section of magazines that I'm in, and I need to set them aside so I can pull one out when I feel like a sham.
Just went for a walk, and my face is stinging from the wind and fresh sun. I miss summer. My skin misses the heat of it. Sadly, it seems storms are rolling in.
Steve has gone a, but here's my version of his meme anyway.

1. What were you doing 10 years ago?
Enjoying coffee shop runs with my friend Amber, in her pretty blue Prizm.

2. What were you doing 5 years ago?
I was getting ready to come here for grad school, having just been in the American College Dance Festival, and trying to learn to write poems pretty darn quick.

3. What were you doing 1 year ago?
Spending too much time in Beckett's.

4. Five snacks you enjoy:
Animal crackers, Cheez-Its, Cheerios with peanut butter, Sprees, Cheese

5. Five songs you know by heart but wish you didn't:
Stop/Spice Girls, Open Arms/Mariah Carey style, Who Let the Dogs Out/Baha Men, Macarena/Los del Rio (okay, I've probably forgotten this, but I used to know the whole thing), I'll Be There for You/Rembrandts

6. Five things you would do with a LOT of money:
Quit teaching full-time and write poems; buy my parents a new washing machine, a new boat, and a new dining room table, and finish their master bedroom; send my sister and brother-in-law to Paris, open a ginormous savings account in the safest bank I can find; become eccentric

7. Five things you would never wear:
shoulder pads, Hammer pants, big bangs, uber-pointy-toed high heels, this

8. Five things you should never have worn:
pegged pants, the same style glasses for seven years, stretch pants, bike shorts with neon sides, leotards in elementary school

9. Five things you enjoy doing:
dancing en pointe, taking walks in the sunshine, climbing trees, helping people with random tasks (like helping them get frisbees out of trees), making clothes for me

10. Five bad habits:
biting my nails, watching TV while grading essays, tossing clothes in heaps, obsessing about things I can't fix right now, not doing dishes right away


Anonymous said...

Congratulations on your poem! I think we all feel a bit fraudulent in our jobs at times. I feel like a sham secretary occasionally, and wish I could be fabulously elegant and helpful like Miss Lemon. Sometimes I roleplay her demeanor during the day, and I think this has given me a reputation of knowing everything and giving good advice, yet also of being able to keep my mouth shut.

If/when I do publish a romance novel, I'm sure I'll feel like a sham then, too. Maybe I'll roleplay Virgina Henley, with large teased hair, scarlet lipstick, and big jewelry.

Mom & Dad's table is a nice, simple, heavy piece -- it really just needs refinishing, I think. I spent a lot of time as a kid carving gouges in the varnish with my silverware.


Abs said...

If you ever tease your hair again, I'm going to have to sit you down for an intervention.
Miss Lemon is a very good role model; she has needs, but she's not needy. You know no one would survive contentedly without her.

Paula said...

Cool entry and cool links, Abs. Thanks. Congrats on Paper Street.

Anonymous said...

You are the best frisbee finder I know (and I hide them well).

Anonymous said...

congrats on the poem coming out:)