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Bringing Back a Bit of Life

Hello folks,

It has been a long time–almost a year–since I posted last. Life continues to be a crazy, wondrous, and often infuriating, adventure filled with ups and downs.

Currently, I am trying to identify how and where this blog can fit into my life–both during school and outside of the academic semester–and I admit that I have yet to reach a conclusion; however, I think it may be time to brush off the dust, secure the table-legs, and try to bring this blog back to life.

Since I am trying to balance college and life, I suspect that my posts will be irregular and extremely fragmented, but hopefully they will be composed of readable sentences and coherent thoughts.

So… come and join me in a sporadic exploration of something, and nothing, and a little bit of almost everything.

‘Til next time,


A Long Hiatus…

Hello friends!

My goodness, it has been a long time… I apologize for my lack of updates, the last few months have been filled with unexpected events and new experiences– I have a plethora of news! Chiefly of which: I am now officially a college student studying creative writing. EEEE!

Unfortunately, I have had very little time to work on my own material and, obviously, post on this blog, but I intend to make a concerted effort to begin again. My posts will probably be relatively short since I have a consistent influx of assignments, but I hope to create time to bring Raven’s Pen back to life.

I look forward to returning!

‘Till next time…


Quote of the Month: June

Ah, how time passes! At least it brings the necessity for a new quote…

A well-composed book is a magic carpet on which we are wafted to a world that we cannot enter in any other way.”~ Caroline Gordon

Returning– again…

Hiya, everyone!

Holy frickin’ flying cows, it has been a looong time since I posted. Let’s see, the last event was Camp NaNo, yes?

I hope that everyone found spots of fun during April, whether or not you participated in Camp NaNoWriMo. Whether or not you reached your ultimate goal: I commend you for doing your best! You’re awesome! Hold your accomplishments up high for a moment and rejoice.

Between the end of the semester, looking at colleges, trying to make plans for the summer, and avoiding being sucked into the news, life has been pretty busy… hence my contained absence.

(A secret from the back-end: I am currently attempting to reevaluate what this blog should contain… I think the future is bound to be exciting.)

Let’s see…

Errant Frost is slowly moving along. I suspect that it will become a series since 100k has come and gone and the story is only reaching toward its halfway mark. Still, I may have begun to fall in love with its characters– I am hopeful for what will come. There are many, many things that I could mention (a few wonderful readings that I was privileged enough to attend, a few plans for the future, etc.), but I think it is best to allow each post to speak for itself for the moment.

Hopefully,  you will bare with me (and keep checking back) while I detangle this blog’s unruly threads…

Quote of the Month: May

Holy cow!

Another month already!

“And by the way, everything in life is writable if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” ~ Sylvia Plath

Quote of the Month: April

My oh my, this year is leaping past!

Here we are again…

“To write something you have to risk making a fool of yourself.” ~ Anne Rice

Quote of the Month

My, oh my! A new month already! I hope you are faring well! And, without any further ado, let’s drudge up the words of a wonderful writer:

“Don’t tell me the moon is shinning; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” ~ Anton Chekhov

Quote of the Month

Hello everyone!

My, is time slipping away! This is a bit late again, but better late than never.

“Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinions of others.” ~ Virginia Woolf

An Update- And the Necessity of Art

Hello everyone!

My what a world we live in… I have started multiple, varied drafts with the intent of positing, but I always run into a brick wall. Part of the reason for my absence was my attempt to keep everything political off of this site, with various, small exceptions; politics has been a major piece in my life during the last few days weeks. Before that, it was the new year and forming schedules/plans etc.

Politics… despite myself, I cannot keep it entirely away from this blog at the moment. Some horrible things are happening, and some good things as well. If I am going to be entirely honest, and I wish to be, then I cannot ignore the small cavern that it has hallowed out in my life. So, this post is the beginning to a larger contemplation/discussion about art and life in these times (yes, writing will return to this blog, I promise). Hopefully you will bravely bare with me.

One of the running themes of these last few weeks has been reminder after reminder of how important art is, especially when the world is in turmoil. To be honest, society has always been flecked by turmoil, but I think the *ahem* recent events in this certain country of mostly-united states have brought so much social injustice and hate to the surface.

Stepping sideways…

A week and a half ago, my family and I went to a Writer’s Resist event held in a small coffee shop where people could hardly spread their elbows. Writer’s Resist is an initiative created to share work regarding civil rights and equality (I highly recommend checking their website). It was wonderful to hear people speak about the importance of paying attention to the world around us, and share snippets of poetry/non-fiction, and short stories.

Last wednesday, I had the privilege of hearing a Lannan Foundation interview with China Meiville; he is an author whose work I have admired for a long time, although I have not read as many of his books as I would like. His writing crosses genres and breaks many of the barriers between reality and fiction that, I think, we are taught to stay within. He is extremely active within political and academic circles, and much of his creative work deals with government in one form or another.

I apologize for the fact that I do not have any direct quotes to share with you (I am starting to wish that I had taken notes), but one thing that he did speak of is using his writing as a way to explore concepts and ideas. Hearing him speak about his work, as well as snippets of government in general, was kind of a push forward to ‘oh my gosh, I need to work more.’

Now, the last major event to mention: did you hear of the Woman’s March on Washington that occurred last saturday? After our local sister march ended, one of the first speakers was a poet: she also spoke of the importance of work. It is creative work that leads us forward. Art is something that we cling to.

My mom often quotes one of her collage teachers: “Art teaches people how to feel.” I used to scoff. Such a concept always felt corny or impossible, but it is a potently valid point. Art does shape culture, so let us create a culture where no one has to hide as they walk down the street; where we recognize the fact that we all come from the same ancestor, and that none of us are perfect. We cannot expect to love everyone, but we can try not to be drugged by hate– and we fight. We peacefully protest, we speak out, we find some way to become involved, we stand for our rights, and we do not let those who want some of us dead kick us to the ground and stomp us into bone-dust.

So, art… let’s use art to maintain some sort of sanity; whether it is our own, or the sanity of an entire town. Let’s keep our art close, and follow the art of others. Let’s make art; we need it.

I hope to be around more often, especially as this year really picks up.

Until next time my friends!

A Quote for the Month…

My goodness, I almost forgot!

Better late than never, right? Here we go:

“Life can’t ever really defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer’s lover until death — fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous, constant.” ~Edna Ferber,  A Kind of Magic, 1963

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