noun • /rod-uh-muhn-TADE/ or /roh-duh-muhn-TAHD/ • braggadocio, vain boasting
adjective • pretentiously boastful
verb • to boast or brag pretentiouslyAlternate spelling: rhodomontade. From Rodomont, a boastful character in two famous Italian Renaissance epic poems.
Category: general
anagnorisis
noun • the moment in the plot of a drama in which the hero makes a discovery that explains previously unexplained events or situations
in my office, on my desk, is a copy of miles gone by. last night someone defaced the book cover. the book was intended to be a gift. really odd & disappointing on many levels.
So much of what passed for political coverage last night was like watching a manure spreader in a windstorm.
somewhere recently i read the phrase “politics is the opiate of the people” (i’m not sure if it is related to this article). it got me thinking that a lot of americans don’t or can’t distinguish between words & ideas of politics, government & civic life. years ago i read thomas paine’s common sense. at the risk of a sophist overview, the book’s theme expresses that america is a people with a government (not a government with a people).
[on reviewing what i just wrote, i hope i am not mistaken for matt mittan]
anyway, i voted for the city mayor and three city council members.
10 Things Social Media Can’t Do
social media will not replace your marketing campaign efforts & social media should not be confused with cheaper, more effective alternatives to a company’s marketing campaigns. those are my two of my observations.
from 10 Things Social Media Can’t Do by B.L. Ochman (for AdAge.com):
- Substitute for marketing strategy.
- Produce meaningful, measurable results quickly.
- Replace PR.
Read the rest of the list here.
this is something I continue to tell the marketing department, but for some reason i have been moved to the basement with a red stapler…
Ludwig von Feuerbach was a nineteenth-century atheist who curiously declared that God did not make us, but rather we made God as a figment of our imagination.
screading
Time lost is time when we have not lived a full human life, time unenriched by experience, creative endeavor, enjoyment, and…. suffering.
Dietrich Bonhoeffer (via charlesgomes)
Why did you start your small press/why did you become an independent publisher? What need was not being met by the existing presses? (via)
how many pull quotes can you possible use to answer whether poetry is poetry, or prose?
Samuel Taylor Coleridge:
The definition of good prose is – proper words in their proper places; of good verse – the most proper words in their proper places. The words in prose ought to express their intended meaning, and no more… But in verse, you must do more; there the words [are] the media…
Housman:
Poetry is not the thing said but the way of saying it.
Frost:
poetry is what’s lost in translation.
Auden:
A poem must be a closed system.
(via)
this reminds me that i need to finish writing my book reviews for spr…
What I always say to creative writing students when I talk about book reviewing is that they’re entering a landscape vastly different from the one I entered, and I only entered a few years ago. Obviously, the Internet has rapidly and irrevocably changed the way books—and anything—are talked about. We now live in an age where some large segment of “professional” book criticism takes place in a medium somewhere between the customer comment and the fancy print book review. Literally, everyone’s a critic, if they want to be and can type. (via)
if you had $2000 to spend on publishing your poetry manuscript, why give that money to 76 publishers?
from the book of kells:
So in total, 76 presses had the opportunity to consider it over 5 years (plus 9 that ALMOST got to consider it…) Don’t do the math on how much it cost me in postage, paper, and contest fees (I’m estimating about $30 a shot) or you’ll end up with about $400 a year on submissions (I’d guess about $2000 total). This makes me a little ill as that’s a lot of money. Thankfully, it was over 5 years, so my family still ate well and was fully clothed while I tried my best to be published. (via)
this is a really good argument for self-publishing your own poetry manuscript… imho… i’m just saying, if i had $2000 to spend on my own book, i’d hire a professional editor, art director, & spend the rest on printing, ad/marketing & distribution.
The artists of the past all had their rebellion. Elvis was rebelling against sexual repression, and Dylan was rebelling against immorality, and I feel like I’m rebelling against technology and the death of romance.
Jack White
(so much to love!){A}
(via papertowngirl)
sometimes you just have to take a stand… pick up your junk & walk away…
tonight: Natasha Tretheway and Katherine Soniat to read at Posana Cafe at 8 pm.
a two-year absence from asheville, THE TRAVELING BONFIRES is back in asheville!
i’ll be reading some poems with other vagrant poets and musicians at firestorm cafe october 31. it’s free. it starts at 8:00 pm.
it is inspiring for me to see public intellectuals debate with reason, civility & wit… also noticed in this sneak peak that dr. marvin olasky (world magazine editor in chief) appears to officiate the debate…
thomasfitzpatrick: Preview of the first 13 minutes of the forthcoming documentary “Collision”. The film follows renowned author and anti-theist Christopher Hitchens and Pastor Douglas Wilson as they debate the topic: “Is Christianity Good For The World?”. (via)
confession: recently, i rode in a shuttle from a hotel to an airport with dr. olasky… but i was too shy to say anything…
(Source: http://player.vimeo.com/)
tonight is poetry writing workshop at the flood gallery fine arts center… it’s raining… a prefect evening to soak in poetry & conversation…
not sure if it was the two advil, reading zen poetry, drinking herbal tea or taking a hot bath… but the horrible pain of monday is gone…
went for a walk into a lovely autumn afternoon & did not take a digital camera to record the fact of what i did…
watching a teaching on wisdom from mars hill…
to run along the river on a lovely fall morning seems such a simple desire, yet unattainable this morning.
i’m not sure if it’s seasonally allergies or maybe i finally succumbed to the virus the rest of the household has been dealing with all week, but i don’t have the energy to run a few miles on such a beautiful day.
Coffeehouse Junkie 