Almost-End of the Year Resolutions

I’m of the opinion/assumption/hypothesis/whatever that New Year’s Resolutions actually hinder people from getting things done throughout the year because the phrase itself suggests that there’s only one time of year appropriate for making resolutions, making it psychologically satisfying to make resolutions around New Year’s but not during other times of year — as if making a resolution in October was somehow a failure at its outset.

So, I’ve decided to formally make an Almost-End of the Year Resolution to finish reading the following books before 2015’s coronation.

  • Isaac Newton by James Gleick — read the first half ages ago and it changed me entirely; I only put it down because, frankly, it became overwhelming

Also, the Telegraph came out with this list of 100 Novels Everyone Should Read, if you’re interested in yet more Reading List suggestions/inspirations. (Disclaimer: I’ve got no idea how they decided what novels made and didn’t make the list.)


Baltimore Book Festival (Visited!)

I miss the festival already! While I wish it could’ve been held in Mt. Vernon rather than the Inner Harbor (where basically only chain stores and restaurants benefited from the extra foot traffic), it was still fantastic — crowded, energetic, colorful, and (of course) packed with books 🙂

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And as I’ve always had a special love for the older and smellier of books…

unnamed (2) unnamed (4) unnamed     …I was certain to pick up a few! One odd book on book-keeping from 1843, a book of poems from 1898, Porphyrion and Other Poems by Laurence Binyon (digitized and available here), and another obscure book of poetry from 1905. 🙂

How to Write Love Poems by Jeremy Richards

How to Write Love Poems by Jeremy Richards


This 2009 essay/interview begins as a special note for any lovers daring to try their hand at some original poetry for Valentine’s Day. But I think the qualities of this essay stretch far beyond any holiday and into the realm of everyday-timeless usefulness. Richards’ essay is a tremendous bit of writing on writing wherein he interviews four poets on their art and on the difficult task of achieving more than simply not sucking: Adrian Blevins, Rebecca Hoogs, Cyrus Cassells, and Craig Arnold.

His interviews include questions on everything from, Where do you think most bad love poetry first goes astray? to Is there a difference between “love” poetry and poetry about love? 

Really, you oughtta check this out whether or not poetry’s part of your normal milieu.


Interested in more? You should also check out (2012) Jim Behrle’s “How to Write a Love Poem”. He’s got a killer first line that sets his tone perfectly:

Poetry occupies a cultural space in contemporary American society somewhere between tap dancing and ventriloquism.


What “on writing poetry” essays or advice do you like/find useful?

Baltimore Book Festival

Baltimore Book Festival: BE THERE!!

“We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don’t have books, don’t fuck them.”
― John Waters

Baltimore Collegetown Network

Calling all nerds! If you’re anything like me, you’re more than thrilled for the Baltimore Book Festival this weekend. Not only will 2014 be the 19th year of the festival, but it is in a brand new location! If you’ve never been or don’t know what I’m talking about, listen up! You won’t want to miss out.

The Baltimore Book Festival features hundreds of author appearances and book signings, 100+ exhibitors and booksellers, non-stop readings on multiple stages, cooking demos by celebrity chefs, poetry readings and workshops, a variety of food, beer and wine, and much more!

The festival has usually taken place in the Mt. Vernon neighborhood, but due to the restoration of the historic Washington Monument, the festival will take place in the Inner Harbor this year! I, for one, am excited about this change. What’s better than listening to some poetry, sipping some wine, and being…

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Banned Books, Questions of Genre, & (Re)Learning to Love Our Graphic Novels

I came across Lynn Neary’s article, “Too Graphic? 2014 Banned Books Week Celebrates Challenged Comics“, on WYPR’s website this morning, and couldn’t wait to share it here. (I’ve always had a deep fascination for all things to do with book-banning, as may be obvious from my URL: howlinghowl, a small tribute to my favorite (and once-banned) poet, Allen Ginsberg.) Neary not only gives a succinct and interesting look into the continued controversies surrounding the business of banning books, but also highlights some important changes currently hitting the graphic novel and comics genre. Namely, that graphic novels and comics are now being considered more and more as a branch of capital-L Literature (hooray!) and as works that can be used for educational and/or socially meaningful purposes (huzzah!).

Art, such as what we find in many graphic novels and comics today, isn’t something that can be neatly defined (no matter what our friends in the marketing world would prefer us to believe ;-p). I’m teasing in that aside, but only partially. I don’t mean to throw shade on my marketing pals, but we’d be naive if we didn’t admit to ourselves that, in large part, genres and categories exist because they makes things easier to package, organize, and sell. And really, this isn’t a bad thing either. Genres and categories and lists aren’t inherently bad–it’s only when they’re used to exclude and marginalize works of art that they become real problems. For years, artists have been punished for not fitting neatly into any one category or for seeming to fit too well into a category that’s poorly thought of or often misunderstood (such as, for a long time now, the graphic novels and comics genre). Because of how easily genres-labels like literary fiction, flash fiction, graphic novels/comics can be sub-labeled/packaged as “literature”, “trash”, “high literature”, “obscenity”, or “fluff”, it’s imperative that we, as readers (as well as artists), continuously revisit for ourselves how we’re using these terms and how we’re allowing them to act upon and influence our actions.

In appreciation and celebration of graphic novels and comics that I personally love, I’d like to provide a brief list here of some of my favorites, and ask that you please also share some of your favorites in the comments section.

Not Your Mother’s Meatloaf: A Sex Education Comic Book
This comic book is easily one of the best and most meaningful pieces of art that I’ve ever encountered. On its face, it sounds goofy–perhaps even salacious. But as soon as you crack the spine, you’ll realize that this work is actually incredibly gritty, honest, educational, painful, and beautiful. It’s a visionary compilation of comics and art submitted by people from all over the country (possibly the world) that tackle issues of sex and sexuality in a wide array of ways both funny and sad.
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Mount Vernon Ink: Hippo Comics
I must admit that this is actually something of a personal project. I never contributed any art, writing, editing, or storylines to these comics. I was, however, the Service-Learning Liaison that worked to facilitate the relationship between Dr. Philip Troutman’s class (Serious Comix) and their nonprofit partner, Safe Shores: The DC Children’s Advocacy Center, when they were first getting things started. All the same, I feel compelled to share these student comic books here not because of my past affiliation with the course, but because I believe these comics serve as a fantastic example of what art can do for the world and especiallyof the impact that young artists can have on their community. You don’t need to be Neil Gaiman to make waves with your art.
brothers keeper

And speaking of Neil Gaiman…

The Sandman
I’d be remiss if I didn’t give a shout-out to Gaiman for his beautiful The Sandman series. I’m a reader that came comparatively late to the world of graphic novels and comics, and so one of the most influential reads for me in this respect was The Sandman. It’s beautiful, fascinating, well-written, powerful, thought-provoking, eerie–the list goes on and on. If you haven’t read it yet, get over to your local bookstore now and get reading.
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Understanding Comics
Scott McCloud’s classic Understanding Comics is a terrific read not only for the insights he provides on the inner-workings of the art and industry, but for the inventive beauty and style that McCloud employs. McCloud proves in this work just how diverse an artform comics and graphic novels are and how they can be used for both educational and entertainment purposes.
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Hark! A Vagrant
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, Kate Beaton, for these tremendous, feminist, literature-inspired comics. Your work is hilarious, cathartic, valuable, and well-loved.
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Lumberjanes from Shannon Watters, Grace Ellis, Noelle Stevenson, and Brooke Allen–I haven’t read you yet, but I love what I’ve heard and you’re next on my list.

So, whether you’re banned, challenged, or just a sufferer of genre-prejudice, hang in there! You’ve got readers out here who love you!

Further Readings:

American Library Association’s list of challenged and banned books

Comic Book Resources: List of 15 Feminist Comics

Banned Books Week

Dav Pilkey’s Captain Underpants getting challenged!

This Mo(u)rning

I came across this blog as I was pulling myself through my morning routine today, and knew instantly that I needed to share it. It’s a tremendous example of beautiful writing from a young writer/scholar trying to isolate their core motives, goals, and inspirations. If you’re interested in a bit of truly fine writing to get your day started, look no further.

Haylie Swenson

Last night I held a mouse while it died. I had just shooed away a menacing cat outside our local library, and not for the first time, either. A few months ago I rescued a sparrow from this same cat, carrying it home in a box supplied by a nearby friend. I hoped an evening’s worth of quiet at my house would help him recover from his shock, and it worked, I think; the next morning he hopped away into the bushes. The mouse wasn’t so lucky. He was alive when I picked him up and wrapped him in my sweater, but dead before I got home. He died from fear, I think, and for all I know my picking him up may have been what pushed him over the edge.

To Ross’ deep confusion (perhaps to yours too, dear reader), I brought the mouse home anyway, cradling its still little body with…

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