PSST: Wanna See My Real C.V.?


Posted on October 16th, 2014 by Hedgebrook Guest

Not long ago, I attended a lively academic conference for feminist scholars. Although I’d looked forward with pleasure to seeing beloved friends from graduate school, part of me also dreaded their interrogative greeting “So, do you have tenure yet?” Answering no, explaining why, noting that I was employed long-term but in a program and not a department, and explaining yet again that most women’s studies programs could not provide tenure lines—-God, what a humiliating, defensive manifesta to deliver over and over. Moreover, as the only untenured professor of my old gang, I earned far less than everyone else; I was not only non-tenure-track but technically adjunct faculty, though with halftime contracts at two excellent research universities. Read the rest of this entry »

On Reaching


Posted on October 9th, 2014 by Hedgebrook Guest

Last night, I was talking to my mother, who I hadn’t seen in a while, since before I left for Hedgebrook. She asked me how it was, and towards the end of an unbroken monologue (the figs! the llamas! the beveled glass in the cottage windows!) I told her that it was there I was able to start a daily yoga practice again: every morning, I woke, dozed and read in bed for a little while, then clambered down the stairs and did some postures—nothing fancy or extensive, just enough to remind my body of itself. Read the rest of this entry »

My Life in a Shed: Making the Space to Write


Posted on October 2nd, 2014 by Kelli Russell Agodon

I am writing to you in the middle of a rainstorm. The rainstorm is both outside, but also inside my head. I found myself being distracted by the box of maple creams on the table, my cat, and the laundry piled up and still needing folding. So I took a writing retreat about fourteen steps from my front door.

Perhaps, I should explain. Five years ago, I realized I wasn’t writing as much. As mother, wife, and work-from-home writer, I would sit down but never really went into The Zone, you know that place—some call it “flow,” but it’s the place where a writer can lose track of time and body, and instead becomes the words on the page, the poem, whatever project that occupies their thoughts. Read the rest of this entry »

Join the Revolution


Posted on September 25th, 2014 by Louise McKay

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I can feel it coming. Can you?

Along with the cool air of fall and the return of the Seattle rain, lately there’s a tingling sensation that happens when I open my Facebook or Twitter feed and see:

 

  • VIDA publishing statistics on the number of women represented by major literary publications.
  • The Kilroys creating a list of most recommended plays by women and a call to change the appalling fact that only ~20% of plays produced around the country are written by women.
  • The Women’s Media Center documenting sexism in the media and offering solutions to change the pattern.

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Staying Inspired: How to Host a Public Reading


Posted on September 18th, 2014 by Jennifer Worick

I have a desperate need to have my voice heard…on the page. But sometimes life and paying gigs get in the way. So my voice becomes strangled or mute, as I struggle to make time to write. I get overwhelmed by the scope of my project, even while muttering “bird by bird” in front of the keyboard.

So I’ve had to find solutions to stay inspired. Since I have a hard time being accountable to myself, I’ve taken classes and workshops, joined a writing group, and attended writing conferences (such as the Whidbey Island Writers Conference next month!). I’ve applied for residencies, such as Hedgebrook, and submitted to contests and publications. Read the rest of this entry »