tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post6061310437019990767..comments2023-07-03T23:57:47.538-04:00Comments on Jenny Hill: A Spot of Honesty with Your Tea, or Perhaps Pee in Your Tea?Jenny Hillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02689476109430471814noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-15393260925173448792011-08-21T16:37:28.172-04:002011-08-21T16:37:28.172-04:00Ah, "buzz" is better than "bolthead...Ah, "buzz" is better than "bolthead," yes.Jenny Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02689476109430471814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-7505641979049102672011-08-21T14:36:32.375-04:002011-08-21T14:36:32.375-04:00Jenny: it was the interview where you were talkin...Jenny: it was the interview where you were talking about your "Girl's Guide." It was fun hearing you read a couple of the pieces. I absolutely suck at reading my stuff aloud. My readings, and I haven't done one in decades, were train wrecks. I guess it's stage fright. There's no other explanation. <br /><br />PS: the secret is to not get smashed. A little buzz is good enough. :-)Deloneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10348531544486944382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-53168426143680448722011-08-21T11:14:18.085-04:002011-08-21T11:14:18.085-04:00Deloney - I agree, meaning is important. There is ...Deloney - I agree, meaning is important. There is a lot out there that reads (to me, anyway) like the Emperor's New Clothes. Which interview did you listen to? In answer to the advice - I'm not a good drinker. Once I got drunk alone and was so afraid of passing out I turned on all the appliances in the house (including the blender) just to stay awake. It didn't work, of course. I will, however, re-read a good book.<br /><br />J - I miss the Hubbard, and I miss you and Paige!<br /><br />IB - thanks for the support of my cranky rant.Jenny Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02689476109430471814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-64188302065890033132011-08-20T19:02:01.996-04:002011-08-20T19:02:01.996-04:00I listened to the radio interview. It was cool to...I listened to the radio interview. It was cool to hear your voice! So, you met one of the Four Horsemen. I saw them once. They weren't my cuppa but I thought what they were doing was valid. I've never been too sure about poems about language itself. I mean just wordplay and little else. It's like a chef cooking his cookbooks and expecting other people to eat them. It's hard to believe that a few decades ago "A Coney Island of the Mind" sold a zillion copies. I still believe there's a hunger for what we call poetry, and I think it's unfair to blame the readers, or lack of readers. The fault is ours. We don't deliver. It's not a matter of "pleasing the public" but understanding that poetry is about companionship, a way to whisper to one another in a different way. It doesn't mean sentimentality, but if serious heart-felt things are left out all the reader is left with is wordiness. Abstract expressionism. No human being available. I don't blame the readers for avoiding us.<br /><br />I do love your poems and flash fiction pieces!Deloneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10348531544486944382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-47980952514673224642011-08-20T14:45:30.643-04:002011-08-20T14:45:30.643-04:00Well stated. These things need to be said!Well stated. These things need to be said!Indigo Buntinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11387698096732697805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-18184856176650155282011-08-19T09:45:35.690-04:002011-08-19T09:45:35.690-04:00Aw, damn it.
I didn't mind reading this at a...Aw, damn it. <br /><br />I didn't mind reading this at all. I wish that I could be more of a shoulder, if you know what I mean. <br /><br />In my mind, I picture you so happy and in your element at that store, and it pisses me off that local people are coming by, especially writers, damn it. There has never been a book store in my two little villages; I'd love to have one! (There was a second-hand book shop in the town where I grew up, and it is where I purchased St. Vincent Millay's complete poems. I visited that place all the time.) <br /><br />My heart hugs you, Jenny. <br /><br />P.S. Yesterday, Paige and I met up with a Xanga friend at Hubbard Avenue Diner and we sat in one of the big booths, just like we did with you and Dan. :)Jodi Andersonhttp://www.akeepingofdays.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13642166.post-53546122260426944632011-08-18T17:04:10.838-04:002011-08-18T17:04:10.838-04:00Tea with pee or a bee in your bonnet? It's ok...Tea with pee or a bee in your bonnet? It's ok, I've been in exactly the same ornery mood many times myself. My advice? Get drunk quietly in a corner and reread a favourite book with your favourite music on.Deloneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10348531544486944382noreply@blogger.com