Sara Holbrook author/poet/educator
November 8, 2014
An umbrella, hats, a bug zapper and plenty of warm smiles –
what else does a poet need in Indonesia?
Our (too short) visit to Surabaya International School was a blast. What a welcome! They gave us all that we needed to feel
October 30, 2014
Hi folks,
Here is a link to the handouts from our sessions.
Thanks for tuning in!
StoryTelling Handouts
October 6, 2014
Why are you doing that?
No one else does it that way.
What’s the matter with you?
Creative people don’t like to be told what to do. We can be
annoying. Distracted. Non-compliant. Misfits, who at our worst clog systems and
at our
September 16, 2014
Ah-choo! Sweet
mystery of sneeze, at last I’ve found thee
Ah-choo! I know at
last the secret of it all
All the sniffing, coughing, dripping, swelling, burning
The sneezing chokes and tissues that are fall.
September 15, 2014
Day seven of my personal poetry challenge. Just to see, you know. If I could. And as of 6PM tonight, things weren’t looking good. Here’s the deal about creative work, there are ALWAYS other things to do. More pressing things, gardens and laundry and dinner and clean up and forever and
September 14, 2014
Sometimes it takes binoculars to look at the up-close and find something new. Suzi and I make this walk everyday. But here I am on day six of my 7 day challenge and in looking for something outside of myself to write about, I decided to change my point to view to someone else’s.
September 13, 2014
“The more specific your story, the more universal the message.” I’m not sure who said that first, but it is one of those truisms that keeps me revising and revising — always for more detail.
In lots of areas we are told to THINK BIG and THE SKY’S THE LIMIT, but in
September 11, 2014
And this was not the worst of it. This was just what was still in the skies at 4AM this morning. It is almost cheating to fall back on writing about the weather, but jeez louise, what a night!
Doppler
Effects
Whirlwinds
swirled,
sirens
wailed,
arrows
September 10, 2014
The Ride
After
you’ve climbed the hill
to see
the view,
then
slid down the other side,
after
you’ve skinned both knees,
broken
bones,
and
cracked your helmet twice,
after
you’ve tasted the rush
of
passing through
in
front, behind, beside,
what
choice
September 9, 2014
Day 2 of my week long personal poetry challenge.
Let me just point out that this is not poetry month. It is not write a novel in a month month, and it is not even the week taxes are due, which historically has been a