Author: rachelvb
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Features Designer OF THE YEAR!
Last shameless self promotion, I promise. Here’s the official notice. The entire newsletter is about 13 pages of all the great work the studio has done this year, but for space sake, I’m posting the opener. I hope you all had a wonderful New Year’s Day! I can breathe, so that’s a positive. The weather…
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Happy *cough* New Year
I’ve been sick off and on for the past two weeks. Some awful allergy/cold combo that went away and snuck back on Christmas (red bow included). I’m about ready to cut my head off. Pat said the allergies may have started from our Xmas tree, but I told him to shut his mouth our tree…
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A not very Christmasy Christmas poem
My mom asks me to write Christmas poems every year for our cards. We’ve been doing it since I was in 10th grade, I think. She’ll take the photo, I’ll write the words and lately the poems that I try to sit down and write have turned out too dark for the holidays. I’m not…
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So you know what’s awesome?
My web elf completely transferred my entire site to a new host that has UNLIMITED space and now I can post whatever the eff I want LIKE A BILLION PHOTOS and NO ONE CAN STOP ME!!!!!!!! So I’m going to go a little crazy with this one and post some pics from the last few…
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David Biespiel's 10 things successful poets do
DAVID BIESPIEL’S POETRY WIRE: 10 THINGS SUCCESSFUL POETS DO BY DAVID BIESPIEL 10. They Get Over Themselves Yehuda Amichai says, “I think when you’re a poet you have to forget you’re a poet — a real poet doesn’t draw attention to the fact he’s a poet. The reason a poet is a poet is to…
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It's ALIIIIIVE!!!!!
Some of you may recognize parts of this one. It was partially born here on the blog. But today, with a little tweaking, it’s reborn on Cease, Cows (an awesome flash fiction lit mag). I’m so so excited they accepted this one. This was the quickest acceptance I’ve ever had – 2 days! They got…
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Raising an army
The beldams are out today shuffling their carts. Maroon smocks, pointy hats and gloves. The desert cold slows hands to wish bones, easily broken. Their men are dead. Of course, they’ve outlived them. They wear Christ around their necks. Yell fears to each other across benches because whispers haven’t registered since they gave a damn.…
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Digital clutter
My website is a time bomb. I’ve been watching is count down for a few months now and still haven’t done anything about it. Every so often I’ll get an email from my site saying “at 99.9% capacity” HELP ME! I’m fat and full and you’re a terrible creator, lazy lazy woman. But I don’t…
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Natural habitat
It’s one of those rare mornings where it’s raining. I know people flying in and out or visiting probably think “what the hell, I came to Phoenix and it’s not sunny?” But we’re getting a weekend of rain and I couldn’t be more at peace. Tonight we’re having some friends over. I’m making Smoked Chicken…
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Incendiary
I’ve seen birds die this way: half in the desert’s mouth, half out; stagnant air so hot every gasp requires a respirator pumping their beaks open shut. A bum on the train rocks: his eyes closed, shoes off gasping with that same desperation while fans malfunction overheating obligations to save him. Smelling sweat is the…