My husband and I really loved the play last night and I was also really proud to see so many Writing 12 students either in the play or in the audience. You rock! Congrats.
Hail to thee, Great Moodlers! To moodle, verb, created by the wonderful writing teacher, Brenda Ueland, from New York City. She taught there in the 30s and her ideas are in the book, If You Want To Write.
Ueland reminds us that we have to replenish the well. We can't expect our imaginations to feed us if we don't feed our imaginations.
One of the best ways to do so is to moodle.
Moodling means creating a sensory experience where you won't be interrupted. Hence, our class today. Candles, logs burning in the fire, chocolate caramels, the smell of juicy Mandarin oranges, silence in the room and time to read poetry. We read, sipped, slurped, sucked, sighed and read some more and I think we all left feeling a lot lighter and more able to receive the poems when they wish to arrive.
Go forth and moodle, my friends. Write because it's fun and you can. Luckily, so far in Canada, you can say what you want without reprisal. Not so in a lot of countries in the world. Poets are imprisoned for having imaginations and putting their tongues onto the page.
See if you can incorporate one of the ideas from the elegy samples we read yesterday into a new poem that you create this weekend. Bring your new poem to class on Monday to share with the group.
Jack and Kaylaa present Margaret Atwood's poetry to us on Monday.
