Stoney Moss

dabble and whatnot, mostly poetry

October 15, 2012
by Deb
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another overdue update

I’ve been working on VoiceCatcher: a journal of women’s voices & visions for some time now.

It’s live. As of today. And I am pleased with the results.

Rumors are that others are happy, too.

Do take a look and a read.

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I have a temporary solution to employment. That started today, too.

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I am healing from a temporary solution to the laws of physics. I owe my friends a detailed explanation. If I were braver I would write it here, but I am still worried that my readers occasionally include naysayers and critics and tattletales.

Why indeed do I have this space? I will have to create some kind of code. And send emails to the rest of my friends.

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September 18, 2012
by Deb
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dusting this place off

Oof. There’s a layer of dust on this space.

I’m happy to announce that my short poem “The Hostile Witness” is now showing at Right Hand Pointing‘s Question Issue (along with my betters, Angie WerrenHowie Good and others.).

Other updates:

Progress is being made on the journal template for VoiceCatcher: a journal of women’s voices and visions. My HTML skills are improving, as is learning to ask the right questions.

I’ve helped a writing friend create her own website, playing it forward for the kindness others have shown me.

I’ve hiked tons this year. More than I ever have in one year. Ten alone with my hiking buddy and another two with other pals, and I can’t even count how many Sport and I did on our own. Two were aborted because of 1) snow in June and 2) badly written/followed directions. I have lots of photos to show you. But first I must edit them. Organize them. Somehow.

I totaled my family car, my dear Subaru Impreza; I can’t go out alone on all-day hikes now as it leaves my husband on foot. No fair since he has been struggling with a bad Achilles tendon and can’t walk far, much less bicycle. We are exploring other options. Two-wheeled short-trip options.

I am still not working for pay. My house should be cleaner than it is. The yard has gotten quite a bit of attention, and although there are few new plantings, the weeds have been hacked at and the bushes trimmed. The tomatoes have gone crazy as have my husband’s peppers. His salsa is awesome, so is my spaghetti sauce. Before the rain sets in I need to repaint the window trim (but first finding someone to fix three spots of dry rot – egads!) and clean out my garden shed. I also need to finish clearing/cleaning my two desk areas. The attic is clean (thanks to a fundraising-for-a-cure-for-cystic-fibrosis garage sale that I obsessed about in June. I will probably repopulate it with desk stuff.

I’m not writing as much as I’d like to be, but am editing a fair amount. Could always be better, in terms of quality and quantity.

Mom is okay. Sliding down that low grade slope, but holding on.

Those are the highlights, and lowlights.

 

 

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August 12, 2012
by Deb
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contradictory information

Bloomin’ Lily off the Timberline Trai

So much for one of my fundamental points in my forthcoming essay. Or better said, there are always exceptions. Past experience told me that bloomin’ lilies, those bits of evidence that someone — likely a woman — had to use a bit of tissue in the words, were likely the byproduct of gals out on a lark, and not backpackers or serious hikers.

The pile pictured, which I got close enough to be able to see that it is single-ply rough stuff, was just to the side of a primitive campsite, with a homemade fire pit. I noticed it because I wondered if the trail to it led somewhere besides a campsite.

This bit of fluff probably won’t completely degrade over the fall and winter.

Pack it out, ladies and gents! Leave no trace!

Want to see the current results of the June survey? Go here. Want to take the survey? Go here.

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Leave No Trace

Excellent advice: “Human Waste Disposal in the Backcountry: How to pee and poop in the woods” from Trailspace.

The written word: How to Shit in the Woods: An Environmentally Sound Approach to a Lost Art, by Kathleen Meyer

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August 10, 2012
by Deb
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Survey Results: How Do You Pee in the Woods?

Back in June I invited you and a few others, and anyone they wanted to invite, to participate in a non-scientific survey about peeing in the woods.

87 people showed up (most of them women) and shared their experiences and insights. The survey results are below, in this post. If you would like to take the survey yourself, go here.

I’ve made progress — two drafts — on one essay with the working title “Charmin’ Lily: annual or perennial?” and thoughts mulling about for another. (Some of your comments are wonderful!) The essays will probably end up published here on Stoney Moss, but my crit group has encouraged me to send querry letters to a couple of places that could be interested in material like this.

Are you surprised by any of the results below?

I was. Some of us think toilet paper breaks down fast. It doesn’t. That’s the gist of essay number one. Think natural, ladies. It’s only urine, a sterile liquid.

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July 30, 2012
by Deb
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(Ahem) A reading!

Wowza and a-yowza!

I get to participate in the first Lents International Farmer’s Market Poetry Reading, on Sun. Aug. 26, from 11-12pm.

The lineup!

Kristin Berger
Nancy Flynn
Graham Murtaugh
Deb Scott
Scot Siegel
Meredith Stewart

There will be other poetry offerings in addition to the reading! A prompt table, a poetry-on-demand-booth (with all donations going to the market), a table for author books (not mine, since it is invisible) but for the other readers!

Many and huge thanks to organizers Kristin and Meredith!

Details:

The market is on the corner of SE 92nd & SE Foster, just west of I-205/Green Line Max station. Parking is on the street and behind the Masonic Lodge on 92nd. Here’s the map! And here’s another link to information about the market.

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July 11, 2012
by Deb
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something you don’t want to miss

Two of my lovely poetry pals are reading in Portland! Joyce Ellen Davis and Dale Favier! Do come! I’ll try to video it, but am not sure my skills will capture their wonderful words as well as they should be.

The Next Event at Figures of Speech Reading Series: July 17th, 7pm

For July we celebrate Pindrop press with Dale Favier from Portland and Joyce Ellen Davis from Salt Lake City.  Come see these two fine poets, get some cookies, some word salad, promts and steal a line.  It’s like a picnic only better.

Joyce Ellen Davis is a mother of five, grandmother of eight. She is also a writer from Salt Lake City, Utah, where she resides with one husband, two dogs, and a lovebird. Her novel, Chrysalis, received a $5,000  publication grant and was nominated for the American Book Award. Her  poetry book, In Willy’s House, won her a USPS Laureate Award. She  co-authored a poetry textbook, On Extended Wings. She has had poems  published in such magazines as Slipstream, Ouroboros Review, Canopic  Jar, Utah Holiday, and Dialogue: A Journal of Mormon Thought.  Pepek the Assassin (and Telling Who Passed By) is her third book of poetry.   David Lee, Utah’s first Laureate Poet wrote: Joyce Ellen Davis is the  best new poet I’ve read in a year, push me and I’ll say three.  I love  Pepek the Assassin.  It is the finest book I’ve read, maybe since  Eleanor Wilner’s The Girl With Bees in Her Hair.”

Joyce graduated from the Pasadena Playhouse College of Theater Arts, and toured the U.S. and Canada with the American Repertory Players.  In 1964 she received a Fine Arts degree from the University of Utah, and later did graduate work at the University of Southern California.  For years she taught writing classes for the Granite School District Adult Education Program in Salt Lake City, worked full-time for the Salt Lake Library System (now retired), and has given poetry readings and workshops across the state.  She is currently working on a book of poetry to be called Grace.

Dale Favier is a Portlander who has taught poetry, chopped vegetables, and written software for a living. Currently he works half-time as a massage therapist, and half-time as the database guy for the Multnomah County Library Foundation. He is a Buddhist practicing in the Tibetan tradition. According to poet Dave Bonta, “Dale Favier is a new kind of American Buddhist poet, one less concerned with wisdom than compassion and desire, and as comfortable with the fables and paradoxes of the West as those of the East.” Opening the World, his first collection of poems, appeared last year from Pindrop Press.

The reading is at In Other Words, 14 NE Killingsworth Street in Portland, Oregon.

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June 26, 2012
by Deb
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fooling around

It’s been a busy time, but clearly not for blogging.

I’ve volunteered to help with an online version of the VoiceCatcher organization’s journal. So I may be playing with Stoney Moss to test themes and pages so I don’t muck up the existing VoiceCatcher weblog.

I may be asking some of you for some advice or help if I can’t find what I need on the WordPress forums. Hopefully we (I) keep it simple enough — so that someone else can take over and not find a mess — that it is easy to implement, update, manage: do!

No word on the job front, so I am hoping to do much of this work in July. And I have another trip planned for July to see my mom. Who is doing okay, but is pretty frail.

Oh, and I finally got a replacement camera — another basic non-SLR digital — so hope to post more photos and soon.

AND peeing in the woods is coming along!! If you haven’t already: Please take a survey!

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June 11, 2012
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how do you pee in the woods?

Dear readers. I am writing a little essay about personal hygiene and hiking.

Would you mind doing something for me?

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