Saturday, July 31, 2010

Suite Times

Diana: "Is it wrong that I'm amused by this Facebook status?"
Matt: "Nah. I'd print that shit out and roll around in it."

Galactic jamboree

As Sven, John, and I walk in and out of awkward actor parties, call people who don't answer, wave to the adults who sit on the stoop with wine and solo cups, it's like walking through college town to find what's alive and then settling back in the place with green chairs, pajamas, ukeleles, friends.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Fire with a side of Earth

For the third time in a week, someone asked if I've lost a lot of weight lately. Indeed, I unintentionally dropped a few pounds in June. But it was just that -- a few.

My tactics? Little exercise these past couple of weeks and very hearty meals. Dig it, man.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Keep a fire burning in your eyes

Crack those knuckles and toes. Shake out the arms. Call it the canvas or the clean page. Either way, a finger touches the chalky button, pushes play. I create.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

stainless steel and bad romance

Tonight has been pretty amazing.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

vegetarian considerations

I started writing stories of death and destruction in middle school, mocking them as I did, because it seemed as though all anyone wanted was the darkness. Those were the good stories. Kill your comedy and ready that same hand to wipe your eyes.

But now I know why the dead bird sings. With all this craft talk of tensions and stakes, what stakes are greater than life and death?


The slaying of bad habits requires an excess of something else to do.

On the eighth day

Flo: "Diana, you're the man and the woman and the man." ::falls into armoire:: "Whoa."

Monday, July 19, 2010

certified at 90%

I like that I'm at the Writer's Conference and have had little time to actually, you know, write.

But meeting up with old friends, listening to great readings and lectures (yes, great lectures!), and sprinting over the softball field of dreams -- yes, this is a much-welcome change from recent life.

Friday, July 16, 2010

ping and pong

For the first time, I realize the true duality of my name.

And I'm still loving Southampton!

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Write on

To be back amongst the crowd with words all around--

(and in Jeremy's room)--

I feel alive again.

Monday, July 12, 2010


The World Cup final was the first game I actually watched, beyond one college game that I attended in hopes of seeing cute guys. From half-time up through minute 1:16 and the ensuing celebration, I followed the dancing, the yellow cards, the goal.

I've concluded that there are a number of positives in watching the sport:

1. No time-outs, hence no dawdling and stalling.
2. Minimal commercial breaks -- AWESOME!
3. Constant motion, as opposed to American football.
4. The clock runs regardless of whistles, etc.
5. Dramatic near-misses.
6. Overly dramatic falls in hopes of getting a yellow card.
7. Impossibly intricate footwork.
8. Team Spain is BEAUTIFUL.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Saturday morning

Timeless sea breezes,
sea-wind of the night:
you come for no one;
if someone should wake,
he must be prepared
how to survive you.


Tuesday, July 06, 2010

Existential crisis got you down?

Dostoevsky and Notes from Underground will serve you well.

Monday, July 05, 2010

lime green

When I shut the door in the empty parking lot, the afternoon is desert heat. Lethal as sleepy eyes under warm blanket.

Pieces of sunlight in concert with wide-open windows and AC. Bumpers behind me. Slow down, knave. I move at just the right speed.

Fireworks from the freeway

There's nothing like deciding to trim your own bangs with a utility knife scissor. When you're twenty-four. And sober.

Happy Independence Day!


When in doubt, play "Things." I believe everyone will benefit by doing so.


So many decisions need to be made but a friend was all I needed and I thank you for that.

Sunday, July 04, 2010

Aaand they're off.

I'm delighted to report that despite a late-night breakdown, stomach cramps, heat, and needing to walk for approximately six seconds, I finished third in my age group.

Burning down that highway skyline.

Saturday, July 03, 2010


Not quite sure what my next move is, but I'd like this feeling to go away.

Friday, July 02, 2010

To your streetside garbage pile:

A mattress is only as good as the amount of little feet that have jumped on it.

Thursday, July 01, 2010


Life's too short to not wear neon hair ties.