by Natalie DeYoung | Apr 26, 2016 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Confession Shh, promise you won’t tell anyone, but I have a confession to make: I often enjoy reading books that I know aren’t very good. I know, I know–it’s shocking. Whether they have particularly...
by Nathan James | Apr 19, 2016 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Apeshit Say writing an amazing essay, story, or poem is like busting open a pinata. There are the obvious similes: starting out blindfolded (where’s the dude’s blindfold?), knowing about where the target is, batting the...
by Natalie DeYoung | Apr 12, 2016 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Important disasters I wrote last week after a hiatus, and it was painful. The words wouldn’t come; they stopped and started like a wheezing ’79 Pinto. I couldn’t figure out how to show, not tell, my experience....
by Nathan James | Apr 5, 2016 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Hipsters I just bought a new pair of reading glasses. The process was arduous. In the past two months, I’ve visited twenty-three different stores and websites trying to find the perfect pair. Twenty-three. Each new pair I...
by Natalie DeYoung | Mar 29, 2016 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] To-read I have a massive to-read list. It stretches on for 269 books, and each year it keeps growing. Sometimes I think I’ll never get to the end of that list, especially after the year I’ve had. Though I used to average...
by Nathan James | Mar 22, 2016 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Structure Maybe it’s because of the recent green holiday, but this picture reminds me so much of my time studying in Ballyvaughan, Ireland. More specifically, it reminds me of the days my classmates and I would hop aboard a...
