a history of one’s own writing life, written daily
reading/music/art, etc. encountered each day
elaborations on weather
people one sees-description
subway, bus, car or other trips (e.g., the same bus trip written about every day)
pleasures and/or pain
life’s everyday machinery: phones, stoves, computers, etc.
answering machine messages
round or rectangular things, other shapes
daily changes, e.g., a journal of one’s desk, table, etc.
the body and its parts
telephone calls (taped?)
coincidences & connections
times of solitude
Other journal ideas:
Write once a day in minute detail about one thing
Write every day at the same time, e.g. lunch poems, waking ideas, etc.
Write minimally: one line or sentence per day
Create a collaborative journal: musical notation and poetry; two writers alternating days; two writing about the same subject each day, etc.
Instead of using a book, write on paper and put it up on the wall (public journal).
and so on …
*** Bernadette Mayer is an American poet from Brooklyn. My creative writing professor shared this document with us on our first day and I just wanted to share it with more people because it has some really great ideas! I highly suggest checking out Mayer’s poetry too.
happiness. some pages from ultramar made it in the first issue of synapse zine. they’re mingling with some other neat artists and writers.
@synapsezine is collaborative counter-cultural art journal. sometimes irreverent and sometimes weighty, and others rough and others polished, each contributor is saying something. this is art. for me, it is excellent to see the diy ethos continues today. if you want a copy of the zine, it is only a buck plus shipping. how cool is that?
The time has come for me to make a new post regarding all the new information on the zine. I’m surprised/thankful for your positive response and also very grateful for the artists and writers that decided to collaborate (which I will tag in this post). As you know, the general topics the zine will contain are:
We have decided that the first issue (to be published on the first week of october) will talk about the importance of being involved in social transformation and informed on the conflicts of the world and your community besides the regular topics mentioned above. In my submission box there are guidelines to orient you if you wish to collaborate. The due date for all collaborations is august 27th!
We have recieved questions like:
1) Will the zine be distributed physically or online?
Both ways, the zine will have hand-made art in each copy, which will be scanned and then published online besides the physical distributing.
2) What should my piece be about?
For us, the more unique, the better. Try sending something about an opinion or experience that YOU have on any of these topics. The art and writing can be explicit, abstract, poetic, informative, argumentative, the sky is the limit!
3) Who is we?
The zine’s coordinators are all young, feminist latinas (and friends); we are: cocoamoxoa (Em), preirene (Irene), and me alienbull (Pau)!
4) Do you have an email we can contact you through?
We do! It’s firstname.lastname@example.org
5) Do you have a blog?
We have a brand new blog we are working on, we accept suggestions! The URL is: pitahaya-z
6) Does the zine have a name?
Yes! The zine’s name is ‘Pitahaya’, which is part of the Pitahaya Project.
And now, for the list of people who will be featured in the first issue:
This is the first installment in an audio series featuring teachers reflecting on one of their most challenging students—counterbalanced by the student’s version of the same events.
Every teacher has a student they never forgot: the disruptive student who worked their last nerve. The shy student they struggled to reach. The heartbreaking student who endured too much too soon.
This week The Atlantic, in collaboration with Columbia Journalism School’s Teacher Project, debuts a new audio series dedicated to telling the stories of these unforgettable students. Most episodes feature the voice of a teacher reflecting on their most memorable student, and the voice of the student describing the same set of milestones—from when the pair first met to their most frustrating, or inspiring, interaction.
The stories bring a new, and nuanced, understanding to the most significant interpersonal relationship many educators and children experience outside of their homes.
Matthew Dicks’s class in the 1999-00 school year. (Matthew Dicks)
We start with the story of Matthew Dicks and Brandon Dorfman. Dicks was in his first year teaching second grade 17 years ago when he met Brandon—a.k.a. “the redheaded demon”—at Henry Wolcott School in West Hartford, Connecticut. Dicks made a lot of rookie mistakes in trying to quell the rambunctious Brandon, from bribing him with candy to engaging in futile power struggles. “In the war of classroom management, Brandon beat me,” Dicks says. “He will always be my nemesis, sort of.”
Yet for both Dicks and Brandon, the trying and, at times ineffectual, relationship ultimately led to a measure of understanding, empathy, and even grace. Listen:
The Teacher Project is an education reporting fellowship at Columbia Journalism School dedicated to elevating the voices of students and teachers.
hello friends! we are trying to start a collaborative online journal for young poets, writers and artists of any kind who want to share their work and make something #lit.
this issue’s theme is warmth
we are aiming to have the first issue out by the end of the year, so there is plenty of time to send something in. guidelines are here. please submit to @candlelitjournal by 01/12/16 and send any questions to this blog or the mods @coolachilles and @histcries !! thanks!
It has always been my dream to be a writer in a newspaper. Since I was in grade school I have been dreaming of becoming a journalist. There’s something in a newspaper (aside from its smell) that really pushes me in achieving my dreams. I don’t know what is it.
I’ve been introduced to journalism when I was in my 5th grade. Our teacher asked who’s good in understanding sports and someone recommended me. My teacher told me to participate in the Division Schools Press Conference under the category of Sports writing. I was freaked out. I’m but a child who has no idea of journalism, all I can do is understand the technicalities! We’ve undergone training for a week but still, It wasn’t enough to give me enough knowledge on writing a sports story. Yeah. I lose that time.
I joined the school paper when I was in second year high school, and again I was chosen to compete. I am sure that the secondary division competition will be harder to deal with specially that you’re competing with fellow highschool students. I placed fifth. The next year I competed again and placed fourth. During my fourth year I did not join the sports writing competition but became the leader/layout artist/editor-in-chief of our collaborative journalism team and we placed first in the division and third in the regional competition.
From first year to third year high school, I always wanted to have a column in our newspaper because that’s the only way you can have your 1x1 photo in the paper. I did submit. And it was published! Yay Achievement!
Since I really wanted to be a journalist someday, I took up BA Communication Major in Journalism minor in Broadcasting Communication as my course in UP.I sometimes think of shifting out of the program because I really don’t have the confidence and I think that I write shit but I won’t simply allow my long dream of being a journalist be shattered just because of my negativity.
Journalism Students are known for being vocal in the issues of the society. With courage, they write their fearless views through pen. I always wanted to see my name written not only in a school paper but also in a local or national newspaper. It just happened last week. I was interviewed and asked regarding my thoughts and message to president Duterte after his inauguration and lucky enough that they did publish my statement.
Yes! Achievement unlocked!
Well, I really have this thing with newspapers. I don’t know. It’s just that I think it might be just pieces of paper but the voices and thoughts of the people are in it.
Six years ago, For the first time, I joined a journalism contest.
Two years ago, my dream of having my photo in a column in our school paper came true.
Last week, I finally saw my name written in a local newspaper.
Today, I’m taking up Journalism as my course.
Someday, I’ll finally have my byline in a national newspaper