Building Community Through Workshops and Writing
“I find myself helping writers improve their metaphors, identify their narrative arc, and helping them organize their manuscript.” Continue reading Building Community Through Workshops and Writing
“I find myself helping writers improve their metaphors, identify their narrative arc, and helping them organize their manuscript.” Continue reading Building Community Through Workshops and Writing
By Brian Dunlap
During this time of social unrest, the country visibly upset over the continued killing of innocent black men and wemen at the hands of police, the Los Angeles Poet Society has issued a submissions call for social justice poems. On Facebook they announced:
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By Patrick J. Kiger
FROM: L.A. Times
Most mornings, poet, memoirist and essayist Luis J. Rodriguez gets up around 5 a.m. at his San Fernando Valley home, reads for a few minutes for inspiration and then quickly goes to his computer to start writing. “I read, and then it’s, hey, man, I’ve got to do something!” he says. “If I can get a couple of hours in the morning, then I’m happy.”
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By CNN Opion
FROM: CNN.com
El Paso. Dayton. Odessa. Pittsburgh. Parkland. Santa Fe. Newtown.
Policymakers debate arming teachers. Parents buy bulletproof backpacks. So many adult Americans fret over a generation – more than a generation, before all is said and done – of students raised to know the run-hide-fight of active shooter drills.
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By Ivan Salinas
FROM: The Daily Sundial
Every Tuesday evening Luis Antonio Pichardo hosts the Conchas y Café workshop at the Chicano Resource Center in East Los Angeles, open for adults interested in developing skills through the arts. During a recent meeting, the evening workshop began with discussing a quote by German playwright Bertolt Brecht: “In times of disorder, of organized confusion, of inhumane humanity, nothing should appear natural.” The group shared their thoughts casually like friends having breakfast with conchas and coffee, but the gossip was focused on their experience living in “times of disorder.”