Category Archives: Reading

On the Beat

For all the focus on China and writing wuxia I do, I thought it’d be a good idea to talk a little about my own non-Asian influences, because like America itself, I am nothing if I am not an amalgam … Continue reading

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I lied, you’re not actually that awesome, part 3 – Observation / Experience

A few weeks ago I made this post which was sort of spurred by an old article about doing a crapton of reading instead of NaNoWriMo. Not that I disagree with the article, in fact if you go read the … Continue reading

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I lied, you’re not actually that awesome, part 1

I randomly ran across this article a while back – if you don’t want to read the full article, it’s mostly about how people don’t read enough, with a few choice words about crappy NaNoWriMo novels being submitted immediately upon … Continue reading

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Onward through the tremors

A few weeks ago, the artistic collective I’m a part of, Spiderweb Salon, did a “ladies’ night,” where all the performers were women. Among the music, shadow puppet show, short films, and performance art, there were quite a few who … Continue reading

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A note about accidental awesome, part 1

A while back I was at a poetry reading / dissection with my old Linguistics professor, Hajj. I showed up mainly because the subject was Wallace Stevens, one of my favorite (if not my absolute favorite) poets. We were dissecting … Continue reading

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Literary influences

First and foremost I’m influenced by the Beats, primarily Kerouac. His raw and sometimes nonsensical ramblings about the holistic beauty of things speak to me, and there are times I catch myself trying to emulate the essence of his spontaneous … Continue reading

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