Blog Manifesto

Blog Manifesto


This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Saturday, March 3, 2012

tolerance shmolerance grrr

fuck tolerance.  tolerance is a bitch i dont want to dance with anymore.  i have tolerated way too much in my life.  who hasnt?

i tolerated that fat bastard gym teacher who belittled my sister in front of an entire class of our peers.

i tolerated my conniving jerk brother stealing from my parents for years.  put up with his sorry excuses time after time.

i tolerated a girlfriend.. who would tell me she would be here for me and then never show.. who would say she would do things and never do them.. who said she loved me but never showed me.. told me one thing and did another.. made promises she never kept..
sad thing is, i would probably still tolerate it.

i tolerated being belittled in a public forum.. by someone i should never have even considered tangling with..

i tolerate late payments and tardiness..


and why..  that is the real question.  why did i tolerate any of that..... why do i day after day, continue to tolerate..  bad behavior.  i dont accept it.. but i tolerate it.  WHY?

do i think i am not worth being treated right?
do i think i will be liked less?
do i think im doing them a favor?
am i afraid?

im struggling with why.  i need the answer.  i didnt realize that until just now.
and here i sit.. yet again.. ready to reaffirm what i already know.  i am worthy.  i am a good person.  i deserve better in my life.  i do not need to tolerate bad behavior in others.  and yet.. i still do.  what the hell is wrong with me? 




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  1. SharonMarch 20, 2012 at 3:32 PM

    I am so envious of those who can say, Well, I wouldn't put up with that! and then don't. I have always considered the higher road to be the nobler. Damn tolerance!

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