Writing Retreat 2012

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Resistance and Love

I’ve been procrastinating on my main writing project for multiple days now. All it took was this one page from Stephen Pressfield’s excellent book, The War of Art, to get me back on track. Resistance is directly proportional to love. If you’re feeling massive Resistance, the good news is, it means there’s tremendous love there […]

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The Rendez Vous Cafe

An excerpt from Zaill’s writing.  I walked into a late night cafe just off main street, and the tired looking girl behind the counter pulled her eyes up from her magazine to stare at me as I was passing. “Hey kid!” she called me back annoyedly, cocking her head and saying none too shyly, “You getting anything?” […]

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Sandy!

courtesy: Sophie

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An Excerpt from Lee

I stood in middle of the well lit street, eyes gliding over the thick cast iron poles that stood periodically along the sides of the road blasting out cold light like menacing stars, glaring down and judging the world below. My mind reached out, exploring the crevasses of darkness, the places where nothing and everything […]

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Late Night Writing

(This is what happens when a tired Morgan writes about being tired.) Late night writing really isn’t my style. I prefer a clear brain to think, not one muddled by the confusing fog that clouds the late hours. It really is the best description for it. A fog. It slowly settles into your head the later it […]

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By Yael

They’re all around me. The voices of others. Telling me what i should or shouldn’t do branding me with their words Cluttering my mind. They cloud my view of the world. All these people and all these lies. But here i sit in the wild wilderness and for the first time in days, months, maybe […]

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A portion of my untitled story that includes Matt the Vegan

From Abby’s writing project. I started to sing. I sang a love song about two soul mates and one of them getting hit by a train. I sang it in the tune of my least favorite pop song, the one that was on the radio seven times a day. I smiled, wind blowing through the […]

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Coyotes in South Carolina

 An excerpt from Chase Hamrick’s writing project Chase and Brandon got up at about Seven o’clock as they do every day which was followed by a bowl of cereal beside the wood stove with a small fire mom had made. Let the chickens out, feed them, clean their water and get the eggs, ok? Chase […]

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Matt’s Half-Way Report

This post written by staff member Matt Sanderson, cross-posted from his blog. On the thirteenth of October I stumbled off a bus in Hyannis, Massachusetts. Bleary eyed from lack of sleep and approximately nine hours of travel, I asked the bus driver where main street was. He pointed, and I navigated the streets until I […]

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A Writing Retreat Halloween

Pumpkin carving. Seeds for roasting. Poetry reading.   $2 burritos at Chipotle (if you’re in costume). Taking over every seat at Chipotle. Beeeeeeeaaaaannnnss….. Trick-or-treating. Yours truly, with a real corn-cob pipe. Candy trading. The Unschool Adventures 2012 Writing Retreat group. The Unschool Adventures 2012 Writing Retreat group, 1800’s deadpan.  The Unschool Adventures 2012 Writing Retreat […]

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