I love “Empire State of Mind” from Jay-Z’s newest album. Check out Alicia Keys playing piano in the middle of Times Square and awkwardly dancing with Jay-Z on the TKTS stairs.
There are fiction class exercises, and then there’s the marathon - the up to 25 pages of material for everyone in class to read and critique.
My first workshop experience was thought provoking and encouraging. Everyone thought the writing was funny, the dialogue strong, the characters interesting.
Then my instructor said soberly, “But I think Amanda’s holding back.”
Next Thursday, I have yet another hunk of writing due for my fiction workshop. I don’t know what I was thinking when I signed up to turn in so much writing two weeks after the last batch.
I know! Probably that I’d be able to get Junot Diaz to ghostwrite.
In exactly two days, I’m going to freak out and be unable to consume any media - it’ll be all about pooping it out. So I’m trying to get some reading in tonight. The following dialogue from Carrie Fisher’s Postcards from the Edge grabbed me.
I have front burner goals for my life, but they’re nebulous. I guess they’re more like stuff in the kitchen cabinets that flows onto the counter. Then on the floor, down the hall…
Today my friend Jeremy helped me paint part of my living room.
Painting called for apartment origami, as there’s no adequately-sized place to put all the furniture that needed to be moved.
Actually, doing most anything at home in NYC involves apartment origami. I know people who store clothes in their kitchens and wash dishes in the bathtub.
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