Showing posts from April, 2012

How I Find You

When the wind rises,
crabapple blossoms fall as fingerprints on your back.

Writing About Place

I'm going to put on my teacher hat here for a moment.

It was during my third semester in grad school that much of what I thought about and everything I wrote began to revolve around the notion of place. My classmates and I crafted critical theses that term, and mine focused on Minnesota writers and how these men and women rendered my state so convincingly. That paper was a labor of love, time, and too many notecards, so I'm grateful that a revised (and much shorter!) version of it is being shared with other writers and teachers of writing in the most recent issue of Minnesota English Journal. If you're into that kind of thing, then by all means give it a read.

Here are the first few paragraphs:
"Landing: Writing About Place in our Flyover State"When I went off to college, I knew about Toni Morrison and Ernest Hemingway and Harper Lee. I loved literature, so much that I wanted to both teach it and write it for the rest of my life. But it wasn’t until I took a regi…