
E. Victoria Flynn
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Blog: Penny Jar Topics:memoir, writing, experimental 
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Category Archives: wildness
Pastiche
In November, I began experimenting with scent memory and the effects of different musical styles to get me in the mood. Then there was a great and heavy sigh from my inner critic when I finally told her off, that … Continue reading
Posted in Creativity, memoir writing, memory, muse, music, wildness, writing
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Which way does your writing heart beat?
I don’t know if I can get this out fast enough before losing the string, it has all been pestering me for the longest time, but I didn’t know how to define it. A few weeks ago, I was graced … Continue reading
Posted in Creativity, Saved, truth, Why write, wildness, writing
Tagged NPR, Rebecca Rasmussen, Steven Moore, To The Best Of Our Knowledge, WPR
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The temperamental muse
I call her Leela, she was alive long before Futurerama, crashing her mason jars to the ground. Leela is my muse, a vivid thing in tantrums looking old and young. A feral ghost tamed with music or scent, Leela writes … Continue reading
Posted in wildness, writing
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Throw me Thursday: The Mosh Effect
Yeah, well. I was going to spend the night at Trin’s but, her mom got mad with all of us already over there and we were making too much noise she said, so Trin could go out until 1 am, … Continue reading
Unequivocal
We are waiting for a storm. The winds are high and warm, all the spring birds sing a frantic chirrup as if playing chase in the voice of little girls. Then it quiets, cars are missing from the streets, the … Continue reading
Posted in coffee, Dance, kids, music, Self-Reliance, truth, wildness
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Pause
We lost an old friend recently. His funeral was yesterday. While I certainly didn’t know him as well as many others I’m close to, there is a significant part of my story that has been altered. It’s hard to notice … Continue reading
Posted in friendship, music, relationships, truth, wildness
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Throw me Thursday: Great Blue Heron
I wrote a good two-thirds of this story last night and it wasn’t working. At all. So I tossed it. Tonight I gave it another go. “Great Blue Herons” was suggested by @MariAdkins (Mari Adkins) It takes me to the … Continue reading
Posted in Throw me Thursday, wildness
Tagged Fourth of July, Lunch Counter, Snake River, whitewater rafting
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Throw me Thursday: Ugly Free
@JulesJeffs sent me this video of Janis Joplin. (Julie’s blog) There is only one story I can write when I hear Joplin. It’s about the summer I started reading Kerouac and Dostoevsky and cheating on my boyfriend and smoking pot. … Continue reading
Posted in Saved, Self-Reliance, Throw me Thursday, truth, wildness
Tagged 1993, free, Janis Joplin, Piece of my heart, Ugly
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