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Yesterday in creative writing class, I shared about the different roles poetry and fiction play in our lives. ### In Jonathan Gottshall's book "The Storytelling Animal," he theorizes that stories provide the human brain with simulations of threatening situations and conflicts. From these simulations, we learn how to master danger without actually risking our lives. By living vicariously through characters, we grow: morally, practically, socially and emotionally, even though - at their best - stories make us feel like we're just having fun. ### Until I began teaching, I was a complete novice in poetry. But the kids love writing it and, it's turned out, I love reading it. Poetry doesn't teach. But it grounds us in the present. Makes life more real, vivid and magnificent. It affirms experience and gives language to what would otherwise be inexpressible. Poetry is magic. ### I got off to a rocky start this semester, but I think it's going to be alright. #creativelife #creativeprofessional #creativewriting #creativewritingteacher #creativewritingclass #pocwritingteache #wocwritersworkshop #wocwriters
@fiberuarychallenge Day 13: My knitting inspiration. My daughter. She just learned to know a few weeks ago and is on a roll. Tonight we're starting hats.
Survived the snow day by going into the library and picking up @feministajones "Reclaiming Our Space." ### When I'm between projects, and it's been snowy for days, I can get antsy, irritable and depressed and feel like my life has lost momentum. Finding a new book that inspires me can lift me out of the rut. ### This book is centering me and reminding me what I care about. I would love to work with a writer like @feministajones and bring my gifts to projects that forward freedom, fulfillment and liberation for women of color. That's really what life has always been about for me, even when I didn't know it or have the language to express it. #reclaimingourspace #savedbyabook #snowday❄️ #blackwriters #blackfeminism #blackfeminist #womenofcolor #dismantlewhitesupremacy
@fiberuarychallenge Day 12: Favorite color? According to the previous photos of my throwback project and yarn stash, it seems to be green, but really I love bright colors in general. Not only greens, but reds and yellows and oranges too. I also love grey, because it contrasts beautifully with all those other bright colors, as does the dark purple I used for my sweetheart's sweater. So also, it depends who I'm knitting for... because color can be a very personal thing. #ilovecolor #fiberuarychallenge #fiberuary
@fiberuarychallenge Day 11: Fingering, bulky, or... In knitting language that means "what kind of yarn do I prefer?" A peek into my stash of scraps and extras reveals a combination of bulky yarns and worsted weight, which means, yes, I like making scarves and sweaters, particularly for cool and cold weather.. ### The only project I ever started but did not complete was a hot pink lightweight mohair shawl. It was torture. Never again. The errors were impossible to repair. ### Yarn is pretty though, isn't it? #fiberuarychallenge #fiberuary #knittersofcolor #latinaknitters #makersofcolor
Feeling tired of the snow. Four days of being mostly housebound and surrounded by people has left me longing for solitude. Even though everyone's doing they're own thing right now, just knowing there's a possibility I could be interrupted is exhausting. Sliding into a crappy mood. Time to meditate, nap or do yoga. Whatever helps. #ineedsolitude #alonetime #anothersnowday #tacomasnow #snowmageddon #infjproblems #introvert #introvertissues #humandesignprojector
Just shoveled a driveway for the first time. Growing up in The Bronx, the sounds of snow were people scraping windshields, and car tires squealing and screeching as they spun in vein on the pieces of cardboard drivers placed underneath them, in hopes it would help them pull out of their parking spot. This is also the sound of Chicago, and other cities where it snows and few people have garages or driveways. ### I never tire of new sounds, new feelings, and new accomplishments, of things that not only expand my sense of being alive, but also remind me how far I've traveled on this journey that is my life. And I never tire of beautiful snowstorms and celebrating them with my mom. ### #firsttime #shovelingsnow #tacomasnow #pnwsnowstorm #bronxtopnw #newthings #newexperiences #snowmgtacoma #snowmg #snowedin #snowday❄️
#fiberuarychallenge Day 9: 9th item on my Ravelry queue. It's not from Ravelry, it's from @loveknittingcom , and it's the Honeybee jacket by OGE Knits. It's on my list along with a bunch of other super cute items I'm considering for my beloved nieces, Kate and Maya. Stay tuned... right now I'm in the "tortured about picking the right color" stage. #futureknittingproject #knittingproject #babysweaters #knittersofcolor
Throwback to some time between 1987 and 1991. Because I'm in college. And I have long hair. And my friend @bbravo took the photo. It looks like I'm doing a crossword puzzle. ### I started doing crossword puzzles in eighth grade with my best friend Jennifer Lee @hjktlee7 . We went to Tetard JHS (aka "143") in The Bronx, which was later closed due to poor performance. In the mornings, we would help out in the general office, instead of hanging out with the other kids. The office was a safe haven in an otherwise dangerous place, and the office ladies did the New York Times Crossword Puzzle every single day. ### In the Eugene Maleska, pre-Will Shortz days, The New York Times cost twenty five cents, so we'd put one quarter in the machine and take two papers. When Jennifer and I parted ways to attend different high schools, I started doing the crossword puzzle on the subway, either on my way to school, or on my way home. Somewhere along the way, I got very, very good. I had two secrets: checking the answers the next day, and a paperback Crossword Puzzle dictionary (this was pre-internet). Over time, I stopped needing either one. ### When I was married, my ex would get annoyed by how unreachable I was when immersed in the Sunday edition. Like with knitting, sometimes I go overboard with crossword puzzles. My ADHD hyper-focus kicks into high gear with both, and I can end up extremely tense, hung over, and irritable after too much of a good thing. These days, I consciously pace myself and try to stop before I go too far. ### I have never been in a Crossword competition, but I've also never met anyone who can do it faster than I can (except maybe Jennifer). It's a weird little thing of mine, that I've mostly kept quiet about. It's something that only my closest friends knew. And now you.