Jacob Lawrence, The Studio (1977)
This writing is a daily workbook
for fiction emphasizing formal experimentation.
"Blogging as Cubism"
explains.
Several of these pieces have appeared in online literary 'zines, including
Comrades,
Physik Garden,
The SoMa Literary Review,
Big Bridge,
Inkburns,
Word Riot,
Epiphany,
and others.
During the month of November 2002,
The Blue Moon Review
linked to them as their first-ever "Guest Blog."
These are among the best lit pubs on the 'net.
Totally rad.
Here's the
publication
history.
Here are a handful of
recommended
examples.
Here's a
larger grouping
of strong pieces.
Here's some more
experimental fiction,
often based on the same techniques.
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"My skewed vision was that of a man looking at himself by looking at what he looks at."
--William Least Heat-Moon, Blue Highways
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February 23, 2008:
She moved from the old apartment and forever after I felt homeless.
As if I'd believed that apartment would always be there, always and forever,
for me to run to when I needed to find myself.
In fantasy I've moved back there, carrying the scraps of furniture salvaged from those days.
Two round end tables.
Three small book shelves.
The Pioneer component stereo she bought in 1968.
To do what? Sleep late. Listen to the sprinklers in summer. Listen to the voices of ghosts.
February 22, 2008:
For instance my bitter disappointment to find no cancer, no MS, in recent weeks of testing.
February 21, 2008:
Nothing important.
You could be married to the one who got away.
Although, of course, you couldn't.
- February 20, 2008: So bored, so pointless.
- February 19, 2008: I'm not sure how I ended up with her.
- February 18, 2008: She wants to spend time on her own.
- February 17, 2008: Sweet thing.
- February 16, 2008: She's in the bedroom...
- February 15, 2008: Life is a cat...
- February 14, 2008: "You know something's wrong..."
- February 13, 2008: I love you.
- February 12, 2008: Betrayal.
- February 11, 2008: "You're afraid to make commitments."
- February 10, 2008: It's time, now.
- February 9, 2008: As long as you are unwilling to accept restrictions on your freedom...
- February 8, 2008: Lonely.
- February 7, 2008: Pain. Anguish. Struggle.
- February 6, 2008: My fantasy...
- February 5, 2008: Her:
- February 4, 2008: Why does she steal?
- February 3, 2008: She stole and sold her boyfriend's beloved collection of vintage baseball cards.
- February 2, 2008: I gave her my mother's crucifix, to wear around her neck.
- February 1, 2008: "That won't be so bad, in a while."
- January 31, 2008: Soft.
- January 30, 2008: The one thing that hurt the most...
- January 29, 2008: "Can't it wait until tomorrow?"
- January 28, 2008: My one true friend...
- January 27, 2008: How's it gonna be?
- January 26, 2008: Text messages.
- January 25, 2008: Dismissal.
- January 24, 2008: Provokes a fight.
- January 23, 2008: "Are you safe?"
- January 22, 2008: Knowing she's hurting herself.
- January 21, 2008: Racoon eyes.
- January 20, 2008: I don't like...
- January 19, 2008: Mama...
- January 18, 2008: Sobs...
- January 17, 2008: Snores from the kitchen floor...
- January 16, 2008: She pawned two rings and a bracelet...
- January 15, 2008: Later...
- January 14, 2008: How can she ever be...
- January 13, 2008: She stole the coins...
- January 12, 2008: I'm sorry for all the ways I failed you.
- January 11, 2008: I wish we could have been closer.
- January 10, 2008: She died alone.
- January 9, 2008: She lived in squalor.
- January 8, 2008: She died in a place she disliked.
- January 7, 2008: "They planned it..."
- January 6, 2008: "I got a place...
- January 5, 2008: How the mouse felt...
- January 4, 2008: Stack of pillows.
- January 3, 2008: "I'm fine."
- January 2, 2008: What to do?
- January 1, 2008: "You don't know what it's like!"
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