8.29.14

Last post for August…and last post before we start a month of postings of flash fiction/poetry from Six Minute Story :)

Got some amazing original response pieces, as well as new poetry from Michael Stephen Daigle and bit from Big Truths, with Tom Jones to round us out.

 

 

Emily Walker’s work always grabs hold and shakes me about like a chew toy. This piece, from Big Truths (Little Fiction’s nonfiction arm), this gorgeous and heartbreaking essay pulls no punches. It simply tells the tale as she lived it: dancing with suicide and depression, diagnosis of Biopolar II, and the parallel journey of her grandfather into the distorted and disconcerting landscape of dementia.

So this goes out to all those who have struggled with any/all of that, who’ve battled to just get out of bed, who’ve looked over at that bottle of Vicodin and thought, “Hey cutie…” and thought they were totally alone in it. It’s for all those who’ve been there for someone they love beyond loving…watching as they slowly deteriorate, and being there anyway.

Emily Walker was born in England, and lived on the island of Crete, Greece, before settling in Portland, Oregon. She spent almost eight years in Vancouver, BC pretending to be Canadian, before recently returning to Portland. Her fiction and nonfiction has been featured online on Gawker, The Tyee, Little Fiction, and The Vancouver Observer, and in print in The Los Angeles Review and This Magazine. In 2012 her nonfiction was shortlisted for the Event Magazine nonfiction contest.

 

For Boys who Kill my Brothers, by A is 4 Advocate

Read by A is 4 Advocate

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Re Entry, by Michael Stephen Daigle

Read by Diane Havens

Spare, beautiful, rhythmic poetry from Michael Daigle.

 

Racial Profiling, by Chuk Stubz

Read by Chuk Stubz

Chuk writes…

realness

 

Tom Jones Book X Ch 1, by Henry Fielding

Read by Mark Turetsky

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Mark writes…

Book 10 Chapter 1 of Tom Jones.

This is part of an ongoing project in which I will record and post one chapter per week of Henry Fielding’s Tom Jones over the course of four years.

Since this is the start of another volume of Tom Jones, Fielding starts us out with another didactic chapter on writing, or in this case, on reading. First, he warns critics that they should not yet judge his work, as they haven’t read it as a coherent whole yet. Second, he tells the reader that the sign of a good writer (and of a good reader) is recognizing what makes seemingly similar characters different. For instance, he compares the two inkeepers from books 7 and 9. However, as the narrator of these two characters, I think I might have missed his lesson.

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8.22.14

Ha! Back in the saddle, people! Yeehaw! Still Friday AND fresh content. AND singing – singing! Well, humming really, but still…

 

 

Appellate Jurisdiction, by Marianne Moore

Back. But not with Lawrence. I am having a bit of a challenge with him at present. Perhaps I am just feeling a bit too old for his bull–, um, his melodramatic wailing. Give me a month or two…

 

In the meantime, a bit of an experimental piece. I’ll just let it stand on its own and you can get from it whatever you do.

 

 

 

How Mowgli Got His Name, by Ruyard Kipling

Read by GAllo

A hungry little man’s cub wanders into the wolf’s den and begins to suckle from Mother Wolf. Soon after, the great Tiger, Shere Kahn comes to the lair to claim the man’s cub as his quarry, but Mother Wolf isn’t about to give him up. She challenges the tiger and he eventually leaves. In this scene, Mother wolf gives the little cub his name.

From “All the Mowgli Stories” By Rudyard Kipling, Public Domain
Recording Copyright GAllo 2014

 

 

Tom Jones Book IX Ch 7, by Henry Fielding

Mark writes…

Book 9 Chapter 7 of Tom Jones.

This is part of an ongoing project in which I will record and post one chapter per week of Henry Fielding’s Tom Jones over the course of four years.

This week’s chapter ends off book IX, with a more thorough examination of the circumstances which led to Tom Jones finding Mrs. Waters. To put it shortly, she had been having an affair with Northerton, and Northerton believing he had murdered Jones and had nothing to lose, was attempting to escape to Wales, and attacked his traveling companion, Mrs. Waters, along the way.

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8.15.14 (ish)

Well. Erm *sheepish look* Heh. Yes, I am pretending it’s still Friday. In an alternate dimension, it IS still Friday…

 

 

The Poet, by Wayne Gatfield

Read by Wayne Gatfield

One of my poems with added music.

 

 

 

The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost

Read by GAllo

A simple recording of a simple but very profound poem by Robert Frost.

Poem in the Public domain
Recording Copyright by GAllo

 

 

Hollow Bones, by Kathleen Morrill (use headphones)

…cue chaotic, disconcerting musical nonsense…

We are experiencing a disruption in the time-space continuum. Please stand by.

Last week. What can I possibly say about it? Nothing – I’ll say nothing about it because that will just satisfy it’s nasty narcissistic naughtiness. So.

So. Here’s what we’re gonna do. An offering from the past because everything this week offered up was tripe. And I refuse to be responsible for more tripe making it into the world. So.

 

 

 

Tom Jones Book IX Ch 6, by Henry Fielding

Mark writes…

Book 9 Chapter 6 of Tom Jones.

This is part of an ongoing project in which I will record and post one chapter per week of Henry Fielding’s Tom Jones over the course of four years.

This chapter details the drunken conversation between Partridge, the sarjent, and the inkeepers. It ends with a fistfight between the young lady’s coachman and the sarjent over being called a non sequitur.

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8.8.14

Dog days of August indeed…great time for POETRY! And Tom Jones, of course :)

 

“And oh — that the man I am might cease to be —” by D.H. Lawrence

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Read by Xe Sands

Xe writes…

Tenth piece in a year-long exploration of Lawrence’s poetry-as-story collection, Look! We Have Come Through!

In looking at this as Lawrence intended – as a continuous exploration, a story of a marriage – I have to conclude that he was a pretty volatile dude, emotionally anyway. Then again, to live that passionately, to love that passionately, exacts a price. Swinging to this extreme immediately after coming through the challenge and epiphany of “First Morning”…well. Exhausting? Exhilarating? Most definitely alive.

 

 

Downhill, by Diane Havens

Read by Diane Havens

Diane writes…

Struck by the swift passage of time as I rode my bicycle through the neighborhood on a recent late spring afternoon.

From my collection WITHOUT MAKEUP (Mary Celeste Press, 2014)

www.amazon.com/Without-Makeup-po…ns+without+makeup

 

Not My Own, by Temperance.E.

Read by Temperance.E.

 

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Temperence.E. writes…

Your heart is not my own…

 

 

The Dilemma, by Revue (The Poet)
*warning: graphic imagery*
Read by Revue

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Revue writes…

I wrote this with the emerging artist in mind. An artist must struggle before they “make it big”. Some of us are willing to do what it takes to get there, but at what cost?

 

 

Tom Jones Book IX Ch 5, by Henry Fielding

Read by Mark Turetsky

 

Mark writes…

Book 9 Chapter 5 of Tom Jones.

This is part of an ongoing project in which I will record and post one chapter per week of Henry Fielding’s Tom Jones over the course of four years.

In this chapter, Tom Jones eats three pounds of beef.

Oh, also Mrs. Waters seduces him, with the “combat” described by the Graces (pictured).

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8.1.14

Coming in under the wire, but finally getting back to Lawrence…with a Tom Jones chaser.

 

 

First Morning, by D. H. Lawrence

Ninth piece in a year-long exploration of Lawrence’s poetry-as-story collection, Look! We Have Come Through!

This one resonated so deeply, and I suspect I will not be alone there. But it’s going specifically to a dearest friend, who I think – I hope – has just reached their
“First Morning.”

 

 

 

Tom Jones Book IX Ch 4, by Henry Fielding

Mark writes…

Book 9 Chapter 4 of Tom Jones.

This is part of an ongoing project in which I will record and post one chapter per week of Henry Fielding’s Tom Jones over the course of four years.

This week’s chapter finally gives the mystery woman whom Tom has rescued a name: Mrs. Waters. A sergeant arrives at the inn with his men and recognizes her as such. The innkeepers profusely apologize to her and Tom. Mrs. Waters returns to her room after upbraiding the landlady, and everyone has a toast of reconciliation, but Tom leaves early to eat dinner with Mrs. Walters in her room.

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