I won a slam for the first time tonight! I wasn't even planning on competing, but I realized I had enough poems memorized to slam, so I was convinced to do it. And it ended quite well. I am rather pleased. It was also Erotic Open Mike tonight, which was equally kick-ass. I didn't read an erotic poem, but I wish I did. Next year...
2. The Geoduck
These are geoducks. The geoduck, pronounced gooey-duck (yeah you heard me, gooey), can grow to be very large (as in over 1 meter long), and have little wings, as well. They kinda gross me out. They look like intestines dangling from a clam shell. And the presence of wings worries me. I would not want to encounter an airborne geoduck at any point in my life. Knowledge of this creature was introduced to me this week, and I therefore felt the need to share it. For how can one go on living if she knows of the geoduck and does nothing to help spread this enlightenment?
3. Ancient Texts
I finished reading Genesis yesterday, and I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed it. There were siblings named Huppim and Muppim. There was the repeated occurrence of men entering towns, pretending that their wives were really their sisters, letting other men take them as wives, and then being told essentially "Dude, that was a dick move. Why the hell did you tell us that?" when they got busted. This happened not once, not twice, but three times. Twice by the same person. I'm not quite sure why he felt the need to repeat this slightly pointless scheme, but eh, whatcha gonna do. And lets not forget the incest; there was a bountiful amount of it, and it would be a shame not to mention that.
While I didn't necessarily consider the text to hold a great deal of wisdom or valuable lessons, I couldn't help but be in awe of the stories. As Biblical tales are fair game for writers, I kept finding myself scrambling to remember names, events, details, and dialogue, with the thought that absolutely any of it could become a poem or a short story or a play or a novel or essentially anything I ever wanted to write. Reading the Bible makes me feel like all the inspiration and foundation I would ever need to write my life's work are housed snuggly in a few thousand pages. Perhaps I'll write a series of poems based on Bible stories.
I started Exodus today. There are many more pages ahead of me.
4. The Epic Nature of Young Adult Fantasy Novels
I am currently reading Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Book One: The Lightning Thief (yes, there is a movie out of it right now). It is about a twelve year old boy who finds out he is half human, half Greek god. So far, he has been kicked out of school, arrived at a summer camp for demigod kids, found out that his math teacher was a demon, his mythology teacher was a centaur, and his best friend a satyr. However, for some reason, anytime anyone says anything like "My mom is Athena!" he goes "but those are just myths, pshhhh." I find this quizzical as he is consorting with mythical beasts. Does he not realize there is some crazy shit going down? Because it would seem rather obvious to me at the point where the minotaur attacked my mom and my best friend revealed that he was part goat.
Despite Percy's pesky ignorance, I am thoroughly enjoying this read. Young adult fantasy is pretty much the literary incarnation of the warmest, gooiest comfort food you can consume. It just can't be beat.
I am also currently reading poetry by Charles Bukowski and Sean Conlon. These, added to Percy Jackson and the Bible make for a rather odd combination. Very, very odd.
BUT THEY ARE ALL AMAZING
Love,
GennaRose
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