Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts
Monday, July 9, 2012
Monday, June 25, 2012
Empowerment Project--Concrete Giants
This artwork and accompanying poem are by *Willow.
Hovering tall above me
All around me
Concrete giants
Providing shadows for the scum
I can still feel the sun
As it rises above the rooftops
Healing my broken soul
And making it whole
Chasing away the monsters
And dangers
Providing safety with it's light
And destroying the night
And the hearts that don't beat
The ones that don't sleep
The damaged, the dying
Their tears are now drying
I'm drying my own tears, now. Thanks so much Willow for sharing her inspiring and beautiful work!
(*alias used to protect the artist's privacy)
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Plush Duck and Media Training
You win again, Teresa! :D
As much as I love these caption contests, I'm going to finish out this month and then give everyone the summer off. I think we all have plenty of outlets for our creative energies and summer is when mine get tapped out. Soooo, three more weeks to go. I'm gonna enjoy it while I can!
This past weekend I went to an SCBWI Media Training workshop in Nashville, Tennessee. Mimi Bliss presented, and she offered loads of valuable tips. One of the most simple, but one that I'd never considered, was that it is actually okay to pick up the phone and call a reporter (start local) with an offer of a story or interview. Who knew? I guess I lumped reporters in with literary agents: don't call us, we'll call you. It makes sense, though. Reporters want news and if you have a solid offering, pitch it politely, and make their job easy they may jump on it.
Mimi also taped some practice interviews with some of us, and sent us home with a DVD of the experience. Being interviewed was nerve-wracking, even while surrounded by an audience of supportive writers. I'd need a lot of practice before I could do it for real, but it made me feel confident that I could handle it if the opportunity ever arose.
While I was in Nashville, I was lucky enough to share a hotel room with a two amazing writers (one an author/illustrator) and we stayed up swapping stories, advice and family pictures far into the night. It was the cherry on top of a fun, enlightening and worthwhile experience.
Minutes after I got home on Sunday, my husband passed the kid-baton and headed up to Chicago for a conference. This week our kids are on spring break so it has been a whirlwind, to say the least. A fun whirlwind. We've played with lots of friends, some new and others we haven't seen in ages, and, just today, my five-year-old learned to ride a bike! Daddy came home and got to see. We're very proud. :)
I appreciate those of you who stopped by and held down the fringe while I was away.
Your comments make this bloggy thing worthwhile. <3
Labels:
Caption contest winner,
creativity,
media training,
reporters,
writers
Friday, March 30, 2012
Monthly Winner! And a Fluffy fluff
I'm so excited to announce that Irina G. is the winner of the monthly drawing! Irina, you can choose between a signed copy of Martimus at Midnight, or a prettified coffee mug, tote, or t-shirt boasting a winning caption. Let me know what you would like and I'll send it right out!
I'd like to thank you all once more for your sweet and hilarious contributions to the caption contests! Another drawing will happen next month. In the meantime check out the fantastic captions that have resulted so far. :D
Here's the first round pic for April. My sister's new puppy! Care to caption?
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Gecky on "The Rock"
The entries for this round were all so fabulous and every one of them made me laugh out loud! I chose the winner because I loved how it incorporated the name of the vino for added fun. Congrats, Tara, it's just fantastic. :D
Tomorrow the monthly prize-winner will be announced! If you've ever played, your name is in the hat. Be sure to check back and find out if it's YOU.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Empowerment Project--This Smile's a Mask
The following poem is by Arielle. I think this is one that everyone can relate to on some level. So beautifully stated.

This Smile's a Mask
This smile’s a mask
To cover the
Splinters of my heart
Shards of fear and pain
Define me now
Run so deep
My bones are filled with it
Distorted reflections of myself
Are reality now
Never ending judgement
Turns me against myself
I fake so much
Pretend the ugliness
Doesn't exist
Doesn't burrow deeper everyday
A parasite lives in me
Everyone would turn away if they could see
So I built walls
Closed off my heart
Masks I wear
A safety net
Against the cruel world
Against the tsunami inside me
So alone, adrift in silence
Words bursting to rush out
Stifled, locked away
I want to scream them all
Suddenly, a hand slides into mine
Breaks through all my barriers
Guides me to warmth
Sees all the darkest parts of me
Shows me the light
Bright and strong
It hurts
It heals
A flood of tears
Pieces of me slowly
Finding their way
Back together
This parasite so strong
Was weak after all
Truth destroying distorted perceptions
Of reality, of myself
My reflection’s clear
Bright and hopeful
For the first time
My smile’s not a mask
I feel a lump in my throat again, re-reading that. In our exchanges about the poem, Arielle said the following and I asked to share it with you:
"This poem kind of spilled out of me a couple days ago while I was laying in bed (I always get inspired right before I want to go to sleep, of course) and I had to type it out on my iPod. I usually write darker stuff but this time I wanted to show the light at the end of tunnel, that healing can happen, that healing hurts sometimes but it's worth it. After awhile it's like the mask takes over who you are, and you forget that there's something wonderful underneath, just waiting to shine again. It's hard to describe everything I wanted to express through my poem but I guess it's really kind of the journey I went through, and that I'm still going through"
We're all at various stages of that journey, aren't we? And the writers (and other creative types) here can all relate to the random grip of inspiration when your drifting off to sleep, I'm sure.
Arielle also let me know that she's been inspired to try to put together "a book for survivors by survivors", similar to the Empowerment Project, as a way to help others. I'd love to see that happen! For now she is focusing on school and just mulling it over, which makes me very proud. :)
Thank you so much for sharing your evocative and wonderful poem with me and with the world, Arielle!

This Smile's a Mask
This smile’s a mask
To cover the
Splinters of my heart
Shards of fear and pain
Define me now
Run so deep
My bones are filled with it
Distorted reflections of myself
Are reality now
Never ending judgement
Turns me against myself
I fake so much
Pretend the ugliness
Doesn't exist
Doesn't burrow deeper everyday
A parasite lives in me
Everyone would turn away if they could see
So I built walls
Closed off my heart
Masks I wear
A safety net
Against the cruel world
Against the tsunami inside me
So alone, adrift in silence
Words bursting to rush out
Stifled, locked away
I want to scream them all
Suddenly, a hand slides into mine
Breaks through all my barriers
Guides me to warmth
Sees all the darkest parts of me
Shows me the light
Bright and strong
It hurts
It heals
A flood of tears
Pieces of me slowly
Finding their way
Back together
This parasite so strong
Was weak after all
Truth destroying distorted perceptions
Of reality, of myself
My reflection’s clear
Bright and hopeful
For the first time
My smile’s not a mask
I feel a lump in my throat again, re-reading that. In our exchanges about the poem, Arielle said the following and I asked to share it with you:
"This poem kind of spilled out of me a couple days ago while I was laying in bed (I always get inspired right before I want to go to sleep, of course) and I had to type it out on my iPod. I usually write darker stuff but this time I wanted to show the light at the end of tunnel, that healing can happen, that healing hurts sometimes but it's worth it. After awhile it's like the mask takes over who you are, and you forget that there's something wonderful underneath, just waiting to shine again. It's hard to describe everything I wanted to express through my poem but I guess it's really kind of the journey I went through, and that I'm still going through"
We're all at various stages of that journey, aren't we? And the writers (and other creative types) here can all relate to the random grip of inspiration when your drifting off to sleep, I'm sure.
Arielle also let me know that she's been inspired to try to put together "a book for survivors by survivors", similar to the Empowerment Project, as a way to help others. I'd love to see that happen! For now she is focusing on school and just mulling it over, which makes me very proud. :)
Thank you so much for sharing your evocative and wonderful poem with me and with the world, Arielle!
Labels:
creativity,
Empowerment Project,
Rape,
Rape culture,
Trauma
Friday, March 23, 2012
Caption Contest--Meet Ze Gecko
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Popcorn Faerie
Thanks so much for the entries to the caption contest! I love the way you think.
Labels:
Caption contest winner,
creativity,
writing contest
Friday, March 16, 2012
Photo Friday--Air Popped and Everything
Thursday, March 15, 2012
You Shall Not Pass. . .
Thanks so much to everyone who participated! It was so fun to see new faces and catch a glimpse of your imaginations! All of the captions were fantastic, and it was tough to choose, but in the end this one struck me as the truth of the matter:
Congrats, Gale! I love it. <3
A fun new photo will be posted tomorrow, so be sure to check back and caption it up. There are only two more weeks until the big drawing!
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