It’s one of those poetry days…
I woke up from a series of disturbing dreams about hundreds of dead swans floating under water with a poem line in my head that I immediately wrote down:
“I could give my cocoon up to the grass”
which is one of those things that seem like genius when you first wake up and then, later, you’re left scratching your head.
I found out from my publisher that my book, Becoming the Villainess, has been adopted for an Intro to Creative Writing class at a University in Florida. I’m so excited! Although, sorry to those of you who will be forced to read my book for homework 😉 Still, it’s more exciting than reading Leaves of Grass for the twentieth time.
And I heard that the reading Martha Silano and I are doing at Open Books this upcoming Tuesday the 16th will be recorded for possible future radio airing on the local NPR station KUOW’s The Beat…exciting!
My little brother sent me an article from Wired talking about the reason young men are captivated by sexy powerful female role models in video games: How Lara Croft Steals Hearts. This article discusses the “Final Girl” theory that Jordan talked about a few days ago. None of this is a surprise – it’s been going on since Wonder Woman was created by a Jungian-obsessed Harvard professor who wanted a positive “anima” role model for boys and also, um, a lot of hot bondage action. Wikipedia has a pretty decent discussion of Wonder Woman’s origins, although they leave out any Jungian references.
Yesterday I wrote a poem that does not belong with any other new poems – instead, it’s a throwback to my old Grimms obsessions. I’m trying purposefully not to keep writing about the same things – hence my new penchant for writing about Japanese fairy tales and animé and trying to teach myself Kanji etc. Hmph. But I guess you should write the poems that want to be written and worry about sorting them later.