Thursday, November 11, 2010
by Amanda.
The fiction class I took last fall was one of the most inspiring things I’ve done post-college. It felt good to look harder at stories and figure out what made them work. Or didn’t. Or almost did, but not quite.
The writing voice is definitely cultivated, but it also invades you. It’s nature and nurture like anything else. You discover your voice as you write. When it starts making you uncomfortable - and stops sounding like whatever author you know makes a ton of money - you’re probably getting to it.
I recently read Before You Suffocate Your Own Fool Self, Danielle Evans’s debut short story collection. Name ring a bell? I don’t mean the Danielle Evans who won America’s Next Top Model.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010
by Amanda.
Grrr.
I didn’t have sufficient time to blog about my crocheted bodysuit modeling tonight, but it’s all because of other good things happening. I got home later than usual, due to a party at Hunch headquarters. I’ve also got some fast approaching deadlines and then a trip to Vermont and Montreal this weekend.
Speaking of action, I’ve got a Nerve feature out today called “The Ten Funniest Action Movie Trailers in Cinema History.” It was really fun to write - I’m no action movie aficionado, so I just watched a bunch of trailers and turned my smartass knob all the way up. Please watch, read, and Like. Or just do the first two.

Monday, November 8, 2010
by Amanda.

Remember when I wrote about the artist Olek a while back?
Today I got to model one of her crocheted jumpsuits for the December issue of Paper Magazine!
So yeah, that green yarn-person is me, and I’ll tell you more about it tomorrow.
In the meantime, check out this piece I wrote about why I love Conan O’Brien, even though I’ve never seen his show (and don’t plan to).

Sunday, November 7, 2010
by Amanda.
Here’s the thing about getting your writing published: You can read about other writers’ experiences until you think you know what you’re getting into, but no one prepares you for how often you won’t get published.
So I’ll reiterate. Aspiring writers, you’re going to write a lot of pieces that will be read by no one but yourself and maybe one editor who didn’t like what you wrote enough to accept it. If he or she reads it at all. I’m not a writer who’s “made it” by any means, and I can tell you that.

Thursday, November 4, 2010
by Amanda.
I have a piece on Conan O’Brien due tomorrow morning, so I don’t have much time to blog.
The good thing about deadlines is that you have to write. Speaking of which, here’s the origin of that compound word that haunts just about everyone:
The word deadline first appeared as an American coinage that referred to the line around a military prison beyond which soldiers were authorized to shoot escaping prisoners. According to Lossing’s History of the Civil War (1868): “Seventeen feet from the inner stockade was the ‘dead-line’, over which no man could pass and live.” This use is also found in Congressional records as early as 1864: “The ‘dead line’, beyond which the prisoners are not allowed to pass.” The citations for this use dry up at the end of the 19th century.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010
by Amanda.
1. Today I published a blog post on Nerve about how the Harry Potter books have been blamed for the disappearance of wild owls in India. Supposedly, kids want owls as pets, because they’re cute (and carnivorous and good for casting spells). Obliging parents are buying them on the black market or trapping them themselves.
Can you imagine the guilt-tripping going down if this really happens? “When I was a kid in Delhi, no one was catching owls for me. There’s wasn’t some J.K. Rowling with the magic stories. I had to read the Bhagavad Gita…”

Tuesday, November 2, 2010
by Amanda.

A few weeks ago, my second piece of fiction ever was published on Verbicide.
It’s a short story called “A Symptom, Not the Cure,” and it has nothing to do with vampires. Sorry.
Here’s an excerpt:

Monday, November 1, 2010
by Amanda.
It’s November.
And if you regularly sit in front of a keyboard for hours at a time to read about other people’s lives, you know that November means NaNoWriMo or NaBloPoMo. I don’t think the tasks are equal - without a doubt, it’s easier to blog every day for a month.
Novels are another beast. I’ve tried to start them. Within three chapters, I’m tired of my plot, my characters, and words in general. A daily blog post is easier. It’s like a highly modified girl push-up. A gummy vitamin. An open-book exam.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010
by Amanda.

Freegans are individuals who prefer free food. Some of them only eat free food. And they’re not just hitting up grocery stores on sample days. They forage for food in dumpsters on a daily or weekly basis and then prepare it.
They’re not homeless, either.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010
by Amanda.

Hey, I didn’t say it. The Polish artist/yarn bomber Olek did.
I recently visited her exhibition “Knitting is for Pussies” at the Christopher Henry Gallery in Soho. I don’t exaggerate one bit when I say, “Everything was all crocheted up in that piece.” Everything!
Check out my review and photos on Verbicide. Here’s an excerpt:
