tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-303084952011-04-21T12:28:15.302-07:00creativity between the sheetsA blog about art and music, and the perils of dating men who are passionate about them.the creationisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476640803319031883noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30308495.post-1151552620297697602006-06-28T20:40:00.000-07:002006-06-28T20:52:26.010-07:00Yet another theory why artists get more actionBeginning a relationship is exciting and followed by, in creative types, a sudden burst of energy and creation that comes out of the joy gained from someone else realizing how fantastic and interesting and great you truly are. It serves as a reminder to one’s inner self that these things are true. It is fuel for the ever burning fires of creation, like throwing a gallon of gasoline on sizzling the creationisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476640803319031883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30308495.post-1151460728590541982006-06-27T19:06:00.000-07:002006-06-28T20:30:34.880-07:00Love and Other Catastrophes: A Mix Tapeby Amanda HolzerAll By Myself, Eric Carmen. Looking For Love, Lou Reed. I Wanna Dance with Somebody, Whitney Houston. Let's Dance, David Bowie. Let's Kiss, Beat Happening. Let's talk About Sex, Salt n Pepa. Like A Virgin, Madonna. We've Only Just Begun, The Carpenters. I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend, The Ramones. I'll Tumble 4 Ya, Culture Club. Head Over Heels, The Go-Go's. Nothing Compares To You, the creationisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476640803319031883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30308495.post-1151367960700090102006-06-26T17:24:00.000-07:002006-06-27T18:49:47.990-07:00The illustrated guide to the best places to pretend to be a writer and thus, get laid in Manhattanhttp://thelmagazine.com/4/12/mapabouttown/oped.cfm?ctype=1Thanks L. I'll catch you later at Barbes. I'd rather pick you up in Brooklyn.And thanks to the ever sassy Ptacin who reminded me that the other place to find writer booty in Brooklyn is the Brooklyn Social Club.the creationisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476640803319031883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30308495.post-1151367558243453012006-06-26T17:13:00.000-07:002006-06-26T20:39:37.323-07:00The best and worst limmerick ever written about meI once met a girl named annieWhose mojo was quite uncannyI feel such sweet blissWhen she gives me a kissBut mostly, I think of her fanny.************************************Ok, double standard time. If my best friend sent me this limmerick, I would think it was fantastically awesome. I would laugh aloud, and it would make me happy.But instead, I received it from a "writer" dude I've been sort of the creationisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476640803319031883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30308495.post-1151367050511203152006-06-26T17:08:00.000-07:002006-06-27T18:57:18.616-07:00The "Purpose of Literature" - the Literary Darwinists explain it allI must start out with a few posts from my previous blog. RIP.************************************************************************"But what can the purpose of literature be, assuming it is not just a harmless oddity? At first glance, reading is a waste of time, turning us all into versions of Don Quixote, too befuddled by our imaginations to tell windmills from giants.....One idea is that the creationisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476640803319031883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30308495.post-1151366860846833332006-06-26T16:56:00.000-07:002006-06-26T17:45:08.900-07:00For the Young Who Want ToTalent is what they say you have after the novel is published and favorably reviewed. Beforehand what you have is a tediousdelusion, a hobby like knitting. Work is what you have done after the play is produced and the audience claps. Before that friends keep asking when you are planning to go out and get a job. Genius is what they know you had after the third volume of remarkable poems. Earlier the creationisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476640803319031883noreply@blogger.com0