Karen Zey
@zeykaren.bsky.social
CNF writer, part-time teacher, full-time student of life. Assistant CNF editor @porcupinelit.bsky.social
Thanks for reposting @fiveminutelit.bsky.social Somehow, decades later, this lovely desk ended up across the country in my sister’s basement.
Five Minutes@fiveminutelit.bsky.social · last yr.Tuck away my treasures inside the cabinet: a collection of smooth, shiny pebbles; a miniature orange-haired troll; four silver dollars. Line up my Nancy Drew books on the right-hand shelves. —"In Between" by @zeykaren.bsky.social, in case you missed it https://www.fiveminutelit.com/in-between
Tonight, somewhere, a writer sits alone but isn't lonely. We're all feeding the same fire, tending the same light. Every story you write joins a constellation of voices, each of us holding up our own small truth until, together, we illuminate the whole dark sky.
“When you are writing, you're trying to find out something which you don't know. The whole language of writing for me is finding out what you don't want to know, what you don't want to find out. But something forces you to anyway.” -- James Baldwin
Education is not the filling of a bucket but the lighting of a fire. #quote W.B. Yeats (1865-1939)
Another highlight from the American Writers Museum today. I have given up so many times, but always creep back.
It’s Christmas in 4 days, the cardinals are frolicking on snow-covered branches, and Santa may leave me some new books under the tree!
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” ~ Albert Camus Happy Solstice everyone!
This week's reading is an amazing poem by @tarnwilson.bsky.social "Welcome, First Year High School Teacher" www.porcupineliterary.com/post/welcome...
Welcome, First Year High School Teacher.
Tarn Wilson is the author of the memoir The Slow Farm, the memoir-in-essays In Praise of Inadequate Gifts, and more.
porcupineliterary.com
“I sprinkle in things/they want to learn/between where commas go…” Wonderful poem about teaching by Elizabeth Burton up at @porcupinelit.bsky.social www.porcupineliterary.com/post/what-we...
What We Learn in English 101
Elizabeth Burton lives, writes, and teaches writing in rural Western Kentucky.
porcupineliterary.com
Welcome to our new EIC @porcupinelit.bsky.social
Jared Beloff@readinstead.bsky.social · 2y agoLook who has a new role! I will be the new EIC of Porcupine Literary. Huge thank you to @writesloud.bsky.social for her generosity and guidance and mostly her faith in me taking over the publication she founded and ran so well.
Thrilled to get an essay acceptance for a 9-month old submission. A happy giving of birth indeed!
I do love my community library, brimming with books, and which also local writer readings, book clubs and writing workshops too.
Jonathan Edward Durham@thisone0verhere.bsky.social · 2y agoPublic library energy is the best energy. Like here is all the knowledge we could find, it's been meticulously organized and vetted and it will cost you nothing today, welcome to the absolute pinnacle of human civic evolution, feel free to pull up any bean bag chair you like
The oldest of my Christmas decorations. Although we lost Mom 12 years ago, her ceramic tree and spirit still brighten our home.
Making sure the literary community over here sees this news on Twitter from Pidgeonholes, a lit mag I have always admired & enjoyed. 🧡
Just reviewed some submission guidelines and realized I need to cut another 70 words from my personal essay draft. Hone and polish and kill a few darlings.
Love how writers are flocking to this great blue beyond. Hope there’s more engagement soon. Links to great CNF. Sharing of craft tips and submission angst . Reflections on the writing life.
This was such a powerful and brave piece of writing…
Split Lip Magazine@splitlipthemag.bsky.social · 2y ago"I rehearse how to draw a clock face in my head at least once a week." We nominated Jeff Wood's memoir "What Time Is It?" for a Pushcart Prize. Read this poignant piece about dementia in our archives: https://buff.ly/3WOeqao
Wrestling today with the last line in a micro-memoir. Compression means every word must do hard work.
In this week's Short Reads, Dinty W. Moore (@dintywmoore.bsky.social) remembers the sounds of his childhood in just 183 words. www.short-reads.org/there-was-a-... #flashnonfiction #shortreads #minimemoir
There Was a Time in My Life When I Knew
by Dinty W. Moore | The soundscape of a childhood.
short-reads.org
So happy to see more and more writers and lit mags showing up here!
On motive “The nonfictionist's motive is always, at bottom, a desire to understand the information with which she's confronted, to uncover its shape, to follow where it leads her.” -Robert Root. #cnf #essayists
And between our different and changing selves.
Jacob Wren@jacobwren.bsky.social · 3y ago"Literary prizes can give the impression that art is a competition. Take it from a ferociously competitive person: Art is anti-competitive. Art is a long, unending conversation between generations." - Lauren Groff
