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Stranger Than Wal-Mart

"Some 138 million Americans shop at Wal-Mart each week, making it perhaps the single most unifying cultural force in the country."
Chris Anderson, The Long Tail

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Anyone interested in contributing to his anthology?

A friend of mine is writing an anthology, and as he states below he would like contributions from anyone who would care to share. If you have an interest in submitting something to him there is a link to his website down below.

Many of you here I found looking for English majors, whether you are currently attending classes, or already have a degree.Given the writing and reading connection, I was hoping you might have interest in my anthology.The book will feature poems by writers from each state, written on the theme of how people see America. There will be poems about political matters, and observations of life and physical locations.Basically I want the book to be journey for the reader through the entire country, both in the way people think about certain subjects, and in the way people see their states and local worlds.Currently I am still accepting submissions for the anthology. So if you think you might have interest being included in the book, please visit my regular site www.secretpressusa.org for all the details.And if you know any writers who might have interest, please spread the word.I'm also looking for people interested in becoming Founding Members of Secret Press USA, as a means to help me print and successfully market the book. Members will receive copies of the anthology, and a portion of the royalties earned from sale of the anthology.Another of my goals is to have a national book tour, and I may ask members to help out if they have interest. I figure colleges would be good locations to promote the book, and have small to mid-sized literary readings and arts events.
So again, full details on any and all of the above are at www.secretpressusa.org.
Sincerely,
Jason

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Draft #4- Adell DeGraffenried

I’D RATHER NOT

Jim had his favorite girls. Most of them were the younger unmarried ones who flirted with him by giving him either a transparent smile or a piece of their mind. I was one of these girls. As a favorite, I was blessed with the opportunity to have Jim peck at me about my social life like it was his own. He would tell me how a girl my age should be dating someone or even thinking about marriage (only in Utah). “Now take my nephew Nic…top of the line cowboy, hard workin’, good lookin’ kid and just the shyest thing you ever saw. You n’ him could balance each other out. If you’d just let me set you up, I know there’d be fireworks,” he’d say. I would shake my head hopelessly and say, “I’d rather not. I hate guys.”
Having broken up with my high school boyfriend I was like a leaf of lettuce stuffed inside a mango when it came to the dating scene. I was dysfunctional. Dark circles hung under my eyes, I was thinner than I’d been in months, and my mind was a black hole sucking in fragments of space and putting them into empty storage. College was a tapestry hanging limply on my wall; it was there but not something I was putting forth much effort into. After telling my mother about the pains of my existence, she very tactfully said it was my own fault I was this way and that I should date even if I didn’t want to. Dating would be the best kind of therapy. Taking her advice, I agreed to a blind date with the notorious Nic Walker from Piute County and for the first time since in I don’t know how long, I discovered my mom was…amazingly wrong.
A couple of weeks later at seven-thirty my buddy Joy and I were wringing our hands by the front door of my house. Our dates were a half hour late and the clock was steadily ticking forward. Deep inside both of us were crossing our fingers. Perhaps Nic and company spotted a bar on the way here and couldn’t resist the temptation. What if they ran into a deer? The very best we dared wished for was to be stood up—we might have a chance at salvaging what was left of our Friday night.
My doorbell rang ferociously. Nic was what most girls would consider “hot” with his saggy blonde hair and blue eyes but something about his skin tight Wranglers and belt buckle big enough for me to eat off of made me want to throw up in my own mouth. His buddy could be summed up with the image of a gang-banger-hick. Not enough bling to be real and he wore the Piute accent on his sleeve like his momma gave it to him.
Getting into the jacked up truck Gang-banger drove was a feat I still wonder how we ever accomplished without a step ladder. With girls in the back and boys in the front we were moderately comfortable- one of many precautions we took to prevent the dreaded cross county contamination. My ears shriveled from the time they fired up the engine till the time the fiasco was over in an effort to save themselves from the continual chorus of “Chain Hang Low”- a classy remix of “Do Your Ears Hang Low.” Watching my house disappear down the dirt road that night I was overcome with the grievous thought of it being the last time I would see my home again.
About twenty miles away from civilization, Nic turned to me and yelled his first and last words for the night over then din of “Chain Hang Low.”
“What’d ya wanna do?”
“WHAT,” I yelled back.
“I said, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?”
Looking at Joy I could see her trying to restrain her fists from punching the phony accent out of his mouth. The next fifteen minutes were the equivalent of the vulture scene from The Jungle Book where they sit on the limb of a tree and go back and forth with the dreaded phrase, “What you wanna do?” For some reason I had assumed when we decided to go on a date, our dates would have some idea in mind of what we were going to do. The bowling alley was taken by a tournament and the movie in the local theatre had already started. The next showing would not be for two more hours. Time stretched before Joy and I like a torture device moving ever slower with its dirty work.
I’d given up carrying on a decent conversation with Nic and resorted to discussing the dynamics of Pink Floyd with Gang-banger. When Nic was not immersed in his phone’s text messaging he was talking to his ex-girlfriend, his potential girlfriend, and his drunk buddy. We were caught off guard a bit when Nic looked up from his phone to say he needed a drink. Looking back, its funny how it took us a half hour to find a gas station, five minutes to convince the boys to forgo the beer, and then another ten minutes to clean up the mess Joy made(nerves) by spilling juice all over the floor. One hour and fifteen minutes left before the sanctuary of a movie theatre.
Twenty drops of sweat and 1200 seconds later we were in town again. The Wall-Mart parking lot to be exact, making bets on whose red neck truck would win in the race on Main Street. Lucky for the other guy we were racing, he saw the cop first. Gang banger didn’t until it was a little too late. Joy and I were frantically scrambling to find the slot to the seat belt when the official knuckles rapped on our window signaling it was time to fess up. Folding my hands over my lap firmly I managed to look like I had my seat belt on. When the cop left, Gang-banger looked over his shoulder at us and said, “See, I never get in trouble. People know me.” I chose not to break it to him that it was a cop who knew him…not always the best sort of folks to know you in a small town.
Evidently there was something Nic wanted Gang-banger to know without us hearing. Not that it would have made much difference whether they had said it out loud or not; the bass from “Chain Hang Low” was going strong. The next thing I remember was being outside of a random town and Gang-banger saying, “Don’t look out there. Nic’s takin’ a leak,” as Nic jumped out of the truck. From the look on my poor, devoted friend Joy’s face I could tell she was in just as much shock as I was. She was also wishing she’d never agreed to come along and at the same time happy to save me from facing atrocities such as these by myself.
To this day I don’t understand why we couldn’t have stopped at a gas station in town for Nic to take a leak. I still don’t know why they picked the movie Happy Feet, or even why I chose to spend four hours of my life with such works of nature. However, I know with a surety what it the difference is between saying, “I’d rather not” and “NO.” “I’d rather not” leaves room open for hesitation, for deliberation. By saying, “I’d rather not” you are really saying, “If you pressure me enough to do this, I’ll bend and give in eventually.” I know now to leave no room for second guessing. If you mean “no,” mean it. Don’t change your mind because some friendly stranger says he has your best interests at heart. And unless you are one in a hundred thousand, your better off waiting to meet a happy distraction than having one set up for you. You are the one who defines what a happy distraction is. Finger painting could be your safest bet.

Friday, November 16, 2007

Beautiful Wisdom | Tyson Pulsipher

Friends are like insurance, you don't realize their true value until you're in a jam.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Beautiful Wisdom | Kelly Cannon

If you want to know the character of a man, look at what he reads.

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Monday, November 12, 2007

Beautiful Wisdom | William B. Gray

Las Vegas: Where the bandits are one-armed and steal legally.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Sarah Thomas

Las Vegas: The magic shows aren't the only things that make money disappear.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Benjamin Dowse

Whoever dies with the most money gets to rot in the most expensive casket.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Janette Jones

Families are the strongest thing in the world that too many of us let go of.

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Beautiful Wisdom| AJ Split River

Know with whom you are going to mate and then be willing to have a little bit of change.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Bree Seely

Lawyers are capibility lost in ego.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Kaytlen Bennett

Kids are the devil's advocates with angel disguises

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Beautiful Wisdom | Lara Bennett

Kids will ruin your life while simultaneously giving you a reason to live.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Brian Wall

Video Games - "Escape from reality and reality will escape from you."

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Beautiful Wisdom | Chase Ferguson

Video Games

Soldiers still soldiers while sitting on the couch with a bag of potato chips. Ah, the american dream.

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beautiful wisdom, Joseph Petersen

Family is the one organization you can neither join nor quit.

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Beautiful Wisdom/ Latoya Rhodes

Money: Money is a fools bargain for the soul.

Beautiful Wisdom | Nancy Grisel

Keeping peace is a constant battle.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Craig Vernon

Racism: I can not be a racist if I hate everyone the same.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Melissa Erickson

Prom: A step used to ease into, and prepare for all the drama, crisis, and tears involved in a wedding.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Katrina Cox

On violence: Hitting someone will only result in a bruise.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Samantha Gay

Lawyers: hatefully ignored or hatefully needed.

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Beautiful Wisdom Cherity Prince-Phillips

Pennies: The change that is weighing me down and not getting me anywhere.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Madisen Rhodes

In Vegas everybody is a nobody. But even those nobodys there, can still feel like a somebody.

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Beautiful Wisdom / Karrie Gull

Reading: A creator of a less stressful world, and a friend to the imagination.

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Beautiful Wisdon | Ashlie Meredith

If you never marry you have a 100% probability of never getting divorced.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Corinn Session

Reading takes you just as close to reality as it does far.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Amber Spencer

If "reality t.v." is reality, then I prefer my fantasy world.

Beautiful Wisdom | Marjorie Riches

Reading allows the body to lie still as the mind soars to new heights.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Rayla Gomez

Without friends, I feel lonely. Without work to do, I feel useless. Without love, I feel sad. And without family, I could not be so optimistic about those few life subtleties when things go wrong.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Robin Cole

Diets stick like egg whites to brand new Teflon.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Amber Crawley

Money: With wealth, one can even buy poverty.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Little

Vegas: where the best odds walk the streets!

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Beautiful Wisdom | Celeste Johnson

Tolerance is the stem from which peace blooms.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Megan Frankowski

A computer geek is one who will never be out of a job.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Adell DeGraffenried

You're better off to have a child- they won't lick your face.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Suzanne Christensen

Kids are the secret module to a parents' soul.

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Beautiful Wisdom | Kimberly Bennett

Divorce is what happens when a once unified mind become schizophrenic.

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Sunday, November 11, 2007

Beautiful Wisdom | Dr. P

As many of you may know (or maybe you don't) the fire alarm went off right at the end of my final classes on Friday, and they didn't let us back into the building for a while, thusly causing yours truly to forget about posting the instructions for the blog assignment until the voice of a kind student shocked me out of my draft-grading stupor.

So, here you have it.

Clean up and beautify your favorite morsel of wisdom from the exercise on Friday. Post it to the blog by the beginning of class on Monday, preferably earlier.

Title it as I have titled this entry. Use at minimum the links I have included below in the links area. Note: in place of Dr. P, put in your own name. It won't help much if all the entries are tagged with my name.

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Thursday, November 01, 2007

Girls Night | Amber Spencer

GIRLS NIGHT

ACT I

SCENE I

SETTING

Living room set up in a theatre style; one side of the room has easy chairs on a higher level and an L-Shaped green sofa on the floor in front of the raised level. The furniture is all facing the opposite wall where a large oak entertainment center sits with a big screen TV sits. On the right hand side there is a fire place with a fire burning bright. Littered across the floor in front of the TV are several DVD’s. Strewn across the floor by the sofa are bags and bags of an assortment of candy. On a little table next to the sofa are three boxes of pizza, four liters of pop, and paper plates. There are four women in the scene; a mother and her three daughters. An outsider can tell that they are related, not by how they look but how they act with each other. They are all sitting on the green sofa; Beth is sitting off to the side by herself, Mom is sitting more in the middle of all the girls, April and Amber are sitting very close to each other with their arms linked together. They are all chatting with one another.


TIME

Ten thirty p.m. Winter of 2007.

CHARACTERS

MOM: is about 5’4” with very short, poofy light red hair. She has a face built to smile, a very motherly, caring look on her face-with twinkling blue eyes. Her hands are rough; she is a working woman who knows the importance of hard work. She is overweight wearing a button up shirt with floral print on it and matching pants.

BETH: The oldest daughter, she is twenty four years of age. She is 5’2”, overweight, and her clothes don’t match or fit right. Her hair is chin length, a mousy brown color, she did nothing with it but brushed it, and it is greasy. She has a very round face covered in pimples, and she has bright purple round glasses.

APRIL: The second oldest daughter, she is twenty three. She is the tallest out of the girls reaching at a height of 5’7”. She has short dirty blonde hair with bangs. She is lounging on the sofa in matching cute sweats, and she has a slight bulge on her stomach because she is pregnant. She has light make-up on an ashen face-ashen because she has a very aggressive virus that could become cancerous.

AMBER: The baby girl of the family she is only eighteen. She has medium length auburn hair with side swept bangs; she took the time to style her hair. Height wise she falls in between Beth and her mom at 5’3”. Her make-up is well done, and she has wire rimmed glasses. She is kind of pudgy; her weight isn’t as noticeable as Beth’s because Amber dresses stylishly.

APRIL: (Reaches up to scratch her nose, and then pulls her blanket more snuggly around herself.) I’m so glad you thought of this Amber; a girl’s night is exactly what we need.

AMBER: (Tucks the blanket more securely around where April can’t reach) Of course- I’ve missed you girlies. We haven’t even seen each other let alone had a girls night in ages. April, you really are gorgeous you know that? (AMBER whispers in APRILS ear so that no one else will hear) You are the prettiest out of us you know that don’t you?

APRIL: (blushes and shakes her head) That’s sweet of you Ambs.

MOM: (looks around at each of her daughters and sighs in happiness. She isn’t aware of APRIL and AMBERS whispered conversation.) Well I’m just glad all three of you are here, I don’t care what you girls want to do, as long as we’re together.

BETH: What are we gonna do? (She looks slightly perplexed thinking they might ask her for an idea.)

AMBER: Oh, I’ve got lots of ideas of what to do! (She starts to tap her fingers as she lists different ideas.) We can do make-over’s-silly or glamorous-we’ll have to take pictures of course. We can do our nails, there are lots of chick flicks we’ve wanted to watch, we can play games, and we can always talk. There are so many things we can do! I’m excited for tonight. (Amber finishes this with a huge grin on her face.)

APRIL: Did you get the candy necklaces though?

AMBER: Of course I got them. (She rifles through three sacks before she finds what she is looking for. She grabs the candy necklaces and hands one out to everyone.) Did you really think I would forget? April, you and I always have to have candy necklaces on our girls night-its tradition.

APRIL: (Takes the necklace and puts it on quickly) Well I just had to check.

BETH: (Takes the candy necklace and puts it on, just because APRIL and AMBER are.) I don’t remember why you guys like these things so much, they don’t even taste that great.

MOM: (Looks at the necklace and hands it back to AMBER) Give it to one of your younger brothers. I don’t really like them.

AMBER: (Takes the necklace back from MOM and puts it back in one of the sacks filled with candy) Beth, we don’t eat them silly, we shoot them at people and each other. (AMBER turns to talk to APRIL) We have a lot of good memories with these. (She says this with a glint in her eye and a very mischievous smile on her face.)

APRIL: (She starts to laugh, and has a huge grin on her face as she turns to reply AMBER) I know we do! That’s why I wanted to make sure you got them. Remember the time we were driving down Main Street and we shot them at people on the sidewalk? WE never managed to actually hit someone, but it was still fun to try.

MOM: (Looks mildly indignant and speaks in a rebuking tone.) I can’t believe you girls did that. What if you would have hit someone, what would you have done then?

BETH: (Leans forward and speaks before APRIL and AMBER can say anything.) How do you shoot people with the candy necklace?

AMBER: (Unlinks her arm from APRIL’S and turns her body so she is facing BETH more.) It’s really easy, all you do is bite the circle candy in half, you eat the part you bite off; then with the rest you keep it on the string as best as you can. Put it behind your teeth, then push it out with the string. (She demonstrates what she is saying so that BETH will understand better.) It’s simple.

APRIL: (Touches AMBER’s arm as she begins speaking) Now that we have our candy necklaces, can we eat the pizza and watch a movie?

MOM: (Reaches over to get the boxes of pizza and the paper plates on top of the boxes.) Excellent idea, I’m hungry. What movie do you want to watch first? (APRIL and AMBER look at each other and at the exact same time say “Connie and Carla!” then giggle uncontrollably. BETH rolls her eyes and digs into her pizza.)

AMBER: (Gets up to put the movie in, and fills up two glasses of pop for her and APRIL. Crosses the room to go sit back down by APRIL.) The guys in this movie are way good at make-up; it’s a great inspiration to do some silly make-up later. (She turns to look at BETH) Hey, maybe tonight I can show you how to do a few simple things so that you can do your own make-up. Whaddya think?

BETH: (shrugs her shoulders and keeps chewing until she can swallow.) Maybe. Is all that she will say, and she says it in a very noncommittal way. (MOM gives AMBER a look that says, be patient and nice- AMBER just nods her head to say ok.)

The movie starts and the women all snuggle in to get very comfortable. APRIL leans her head on AMBERS shoulder. BETH finished a whole pizza by herself so she crosses the room to throw away the empty pizza box. MOM listens to see if any of her other children or if her husband calls her. Once she is satisfied that she isn’t needed anywhere else, and that APRIL is comfortable then she gives the TV her whole attention. The lights dim out for a moment; come back on, time has passed and the movie is over.

ACT I

SCENE II

The credits from the movie are playing on the TV. Half of the pop is gone; there are wrappers from candy all over on the floor and sitting by the garbage can from attempts to throw the wrappers in. Beth has fallen asleep- she wasn’t very interested in the movie. Mom is chuckling because it was the first time she had seen the movie. April and Amber are still snuggled up together. Connie and Carla is “their” movie which made tonight even more special to them that they were able to watch it together.

AMBER: (Stretches and pats her stomach.) Oh my land. I absolutely love that movie. I can totally see you and me doing something like that April! My poor stomach though, I ate so much junk food!

APRIL: (Looks up so that she can see AMBERS face, and APRIL does a full body stretch to loosen up.) I know, I can totally see us doing something crazy like that, we’d just do it better! We really need to take a road trip sometime!

MOM: (Takes a drink of Diet Pepsi and picks crumbs off of her shirt and pants.) Isn’t that going to be a little difficult now that you are married, pregnant, and might have cervical cancer April? Amber has college now too, I don’t think it’d be very advisable if you two tried to plan a road trip now. You both are starting out on your new lives, it might be too stressful if you try to plan something like that.

BETH: (slowly blinks her eyes open, takes a huge yawn and raises her head off of the sofa to look around.) Is the movie over? What are we talking about?

AMBER: (quickly replies with a hasty look at APRIL and MOM) The movie just got over and we were just talking about if we should do makeovers tonight or do them tomorrow when we can have the make-up on all day. Personally, I think it’d be way fun if we did it tomorrow and got dressed up and went shopping or something. What do you guys think?

MOM: (gives AMBER a grateful look for not thinking so quickly) I think that is a great idea Amber and I think we are all very tired tonight anyways. Tomorrow sounds like the perfect time to get all dolled up.

APRIL: So are we all going to bed right now then?

BETH: Well I’m pretty tired from work, so if I could go to bed before 1:00 A.M. then that would be great for me. (BETH looks at her watch as she is speaking to APRIL.)

MOM: (Checks her watch as well.) I don’t care what you and Amber do April, but Beth and I are going to go to bed. You guys can stay up, but you two had better be happy tomorrow. I don’t want to spend the day with two cranky girls alright?

APRIL: (makes a movement with her hand in a dismissal kind of way.) Of course we’ll be happy, Amber is our own little ray of sunshine, and there are lots to be happy about. Tomorrow will be lots of fun, don’t worry about it Mom.

AMBER: (Tries to stifle a yawn, but it doesn’t work and AMBER yawns anyways.) I wish I could stay up late with ya sis, but I’m pretty wiped out. The drive up here from college kind of takes it out of me; and I’ve been staying up late the last few days as well. I think it’d be smarter if I went to bed now too.

APRIL: But you’re my Baby Girl, you gotta stay with me Ambs.

AMBER: I wish I could, but I really am wiped out, and I think that Tom is up waiting for you anyways. I’m sure he could use the sleep as well. . .

MOM: (Stands up to get ready to go to bed.) Don’t worry April, there will be time to watch the movies tomorrow. I really think it’d be healthier for you to get some sleep. With all that your body is going through you need the sleep more than the rest of us do. You need to get over your sickness, and you need to take care of your baby.

AMBER: (Stands up and starts to clean up all of the wrappers on the floor.) Mom is right Ril-Ril. There is plenty of time tomorrow.

BETH: (Gets up and starts to walk out of the room.) Well I don’t care what you guys decide to do, I’m exhausted. I’m going to bed. Good night and sweet dreams everybody. (There is a chorus of “goodnights” as AMBER, APRIL, and MOM say goodnight back to Beth.)

APRIL: (Puts her hand out so that AMBER can help pull her up into a standing position.) Alright, alright. I can see when I’m outnumbered. We’ll just do it all tomorrow then. Amber, could you just help me up the stairs so that I can get ready for bed?

AMBER:(Pulls APRIL into a standing position and steadies her when she is standing. AMBER doesn’t take her hand off of APRILS arm. They slowly make their way to the doorway where the stairs are.) Of course I’ll help you, you silly girl-you didn’t even need to ask.

There are random candy wrappers on the sofa and carpet, the pizza is all gone, and there is hardly any pop left. Several blankets are tumbled into a tangled mess. As they leave the living room the lights dim and their voices fade into nothingness.