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Nov 28 2008

Happy Un-Thanksgiving To All Of You

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I took the howliday of… because that’s what I wanted to do (In fact, I take many days off because that’s what I want to do… but shhhhhhhh don’t tell my boss, she’ll be angry!)

That being said, I hope all of you were able to grit your teeth and get through the howliday. Hopefully, Aunt Ophelia didn’t drink too much wine and start stripping to Tom Jones music in the kitchen (I hate it when that happens!) and hopefully Grandpa’s farts weren’t to noxious this year. You never can tell, what with the green bean casserole and all.

I enjoyed a pretty uneventful day. We ate dinner, didn’t much talk and then went into different rooms to watch television…. depressing really, but at least no one wanted to play charades.

Today, “Black Friday” the holiest of shopping days was spent inside… I didn’t want to get trampled by the put bulls out there today. Though, I’m sure I missed lots of bargain shopping (I do love me some bargain shopping!). Oh well, I don’t have the money to throw away on a new television, even if it is half-off!

So, I spent the day sending writing submissions off to various literary journals and magazines… hoping that maybe this time someone will publish me. We shall see…..

For today’s writing assignment, I want you to do something fun! Tell me something you are NOT thankful for and you may do it in any form. I figured you’ve all done the thankful thing at the behest of your mothers-in-law and would enjoy the opportunity to talk about what you are not thankful for.

I am not thankful for an economy that is trying to drag me down. I am also not thankful for indigestion.

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Nov 26 2008

Traffic

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Well, things seem to have died down again. I guess keeping up the traffic will require a little bit more work on my part, but I am okay with that.

How is everyone doing out there? I hope you’re all well. I feel the desperation of being a starving artist today. It’s so very surreal. I think that, perhaps, I am too far removed from reality… but if that’s what has to happen, then that’s what has to happen.

Let’s see. I feel as if I am lacking in the funny little quips today… and I can’t seem to come up with anything entertaining to write. How sad for you readers… Sorry about that.

I can, however, produce another writing prompt. I have them in excess…. and I’m going to go ahead and assume that all of you have creativity in spades….so, it’s a wonderful marriage really.

So, here is today’s prompt. I want you to think of someone you know. A quirky character from your past, someone you’re very close to, someone you’ve watched in a park…. it doesn’t matter what sort of relationship you have with this person. The only requirement is that the person needs to be interesting, colorful if you will. They need to have a one of a kind personality or attitude. I want you to write a short little character sketch of one of the most interesting people you’ve ever known.

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Nov 21 2008

Destination Suck-sess

Well, I am quite sad that we did not have more submissions last time around! It wasn’t even a difficult assignment! Come on kids, stop watching the tele and start using your creative brains! (Television is created by creative brains… you could be writing tv pilots instead of chugging Bud Light and eating corn chips (or whatever your poison is)! Get those brains out and use them, please? (I even asked real nice like…. do I have to give you the puppy dog eyes? I’ll do it, I swear!!!!)

Anyway, this one goes along the same lines as our last discussion. Getting somewhere in the writing world is difficult and it’s going to suck. You will have to endure rejection after rejection and while some are nicer than others, they will still be rejections. My favorite ones are the ones where they tell you how creative and wonderful your work was and then go on to tell you how it has not been selected for publication… talk about a false start! But, to make it, you must forge ahead! (I, being a pirate, have been forging on for many a year!)

I am being met with skepticism about the job I’ve applied for. People I’ve asked to write me letters of recommendation are questioning my qualifications for the position (and that is NEVER a good sign!)… and while they are most likely being realistic, it still sucks! I am qualified to apply, barely so and I do realize that the competition will be tough, but why wouldn’t I try? It’s always worth that shot, right?

With all of this talk of jobs and success and what not, I think that a technical writing exercise is in order.. I know it’s not fun, but it’s practical! So, what I want you kids to do is write your own letter of recommendation… and don’t inflate yourselves beyond realism, just write yourself a shining positive letter of recommendation based on your actual experiences and qualifications! If you can’t write yourself an excellent ref., who can?

I’ll work on mine today and post it later! Good luck and write on!

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Nov 19 2008

Moving On…

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What shall we discuss today? I’m fairly tired from the pilly my crew just went on, but a good pirate doesn’t abandon ship… unless there is rum involved! (Just don’t tell my crew what a softie I am, I don’t need any mutiny afoot!)

….and I’m thinking…when will my readers tire of the pirate references….

Anyway, today we’re going to make a list of realistic ways to make money with your writing. I mean, writing the next GREAT AMERICAN NOVEL may work for some cats out there, but it’s probably not going to work for all of us……….. So, let’s make a list of writing side jobs or professions that will at least put a little cash in your pocket.

1. Blogging For Today.Com

        …if you blog in the write (ha ha) place, you can make a few extra bucks…. and all for merely sharing your opinion on ANYTHING.

2. Freelancing

        ….and this one might be a bit too general because freelancing can encompass many many venues. You can freelance for your local newpaper/magazine or journal; you can also freelance in advertising. What about greeting cards, yes you can! There are many small-medium greeting card companies that accept freelance submissons and you can actually earn a pretty penny doing it (I believe Blue Mountain Greetings is constantly on the look out for new and talented writers.).

3. Ghostwriting

         ….This one may be harder to come by, but often worth the risk. There are a few publishing companies that are always on the lookout for good ghostwriting (Harlequin, I believe.).

4. Teaching

        …. I have great respect for the writing professionals that took the time out of their careers to educate me. While it may be hard to break into the world of higher education, it is certainly worth it! Also, with the teaching… comes the publication that most writers desire.

These are just a few ways to make a little cash by simply utilizing your talents. Today’s prompt isn’t really a prompt, rather we’re going to use this blog to share ideas on how/where to find writing jobs! If you have something to contribute, just add your ideas as a comment!

Write On!

Scoop

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Nov 18 2008

Wish Me Luck…Or Else No Writing Lesson for Today!

Well, I just applied for a Professional Writing and Publishing Professor position with the University of Wisconsin-Whitewater. It is my dream to work at UWW… and I think I have the unique qualifications they are looking for. There was even a note about web based writing… and what do you know? I am a blogger extreme!

That being said, I noticed we’ve had our first writing submission! Thank you Penny! Your poem was beautiful and you’ve earned the rank of pirate in my crew! Great job and please, keep submitting! (Tell your friends too!)

That being said, I’ve been thinking about technical writing. I didn’t have much experience with it while I was going through school. Sure, there was always the option to take a technical writing course in both my undergrad and grad programs… but who wants to take something boring like that when you could be taking Ancient Greek and Roman Mythology or The American Gothic or Memoir Writing? Seriously.

After having completed both degrees withough taking the dreadful “technical writing” course… I realized that it was a POOR choice on my part! (So, if any of you have the option, take advantage of it, you’ll thank me in the long run!) When you’re fresh out of college, generally you’re looking for a job… and every job that I apply for requires both a cover letter/letter of application and a copy of my resume/cv…. When I started applying for jobs I was writing ridiculous things as I really has no idea where to start… but 150 some odd job applications later, I think I’ve crafted my application materials quite well.

I had someone in the human resources department at Jockey Inc. check out my resume and a sample cover letter…. and I guess (at least on paper) I look like a premium addition to any company, which is phenomenal! I realize that my experiences do pale in comparison to some of my competition, but I like to think that my individuality and odd qualifications are gleaming enough to at least get me past the initial run. As time progressed, I started recieving more letters and requests for additional material and even a few interviews…. so, I must be doing something right!

Though, I tend to fall apart in the interview…. guess it’s going to take me a few more before I get that step right… but I am making excellent progress, at least in my opinion.

So, for today’s writing prompt I would like everyone to write up a sample CV or Resume for a writing position…. I will post a sample of my resume as a guide.

(Oh and before I end this post… ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS make sure that you write a brand new resume/cv and cover letter for each position you apply for… A form resume/cover letter just won’t cut it. You need to take the job as and tailor your application materials to the specifications listed or you’re dead in the water! For sho’!

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Jessica Gleason
Address
(p) 555-5555
(e) gleasonja25@uww.edu

Objective
I am seeking a challenging and rewarding position as an English instructor to help all students succeed in literature and composition studies in order to develop personal-social growth, educational planning and vocational development.

Career Profile
A highly talented and enthusiastic professional with great deal of experience in providing individual and group instruction services to meet the developmental, preventative and remedial needs of students. Caring and hardworking with excellent interpersonal communication and office support skills. Have a strong analytical mind. Able to multi-task and meet deadlines.

Proficient in using: Windows 95/98/ME/XP/Vista, MS Office Suite, Adobe PageMaker/PhotoShop, Power School, Basic Internet and HTML skills and a working knowledge of the WINS and D2L systems.

Awards
Ø Angela Peckinpaugh Award For Superior Student Writing, Creative Writing, 2nd Place (UWW)
Ø Angela Peckinpaugh Award For Superior Student Writing, Literary Criticism, Honorable Mention (UWW)
Ø Mid America Forensics League, Program Oral Interpretation, 6th Place State Champion (MAFL)
Ø Certificate of Appreciation For Dedication To Teaching (Lake Geneva School District)

Selected Publications
Ø 2005, Whitewater Muse, Fiction Writing Title: Drunken Boy Night
Ø 2008, Suite101, Literary Criticism Title: The Hector/Achilles Dichotomy
Ø 2008, Suite101, Education Title: Creating A Class Syllabus
Ø 2008, Suite101, Education Title: How To Write A Masters Thesis

Relevant Experience
Ø Today.Com VIP Paid Blogger 2008-Current
Ø Suite101 Media Inc. Contributing Writer 2008-Current
Ø ChaCha Search Inc. Researcher/Guide 2008-Current
Ø CTUSA Office Assistant/Receptionist 2008
Ø Lake Geneva School District Substitute Teacher 2006-Current
Ø Reek School/Linn School District Substitute Teacher 2006-2007
Ø UWW Forensics Workshop Head Counselor 2002,2007,2008
Ø WHSFA Adjudicator 2002-2007

Education/Training
Ø B.A., English Writing/Philosophy, Certification in Women’s Studies, 2006
University Of Wisconsin-Whitewater

Ø M.F.A., Creative Writing, 2008
National University
Specialization: Creative Non-Fiction
Thesis Title: The Misadventures Of A Girl Named Scoop: Looking At Life Through Bukowski-Colored Glasses
Thesis Advisor: Colin Dickey/Helen Kantor

Ø TEAM Educators Teaching Seminar
Licenses Held: Wisconsin D.P.I., Short-Term Substitute Teaching Permit (43) Valid: 2006-2009

Ø WHSFA Adjudicator Training Program
Licenses Held: WHSFA Adjudicators License Valid 2002-2010

References
Ø Dr. Rebecca Hogan, English Professor,UWW Phone: (262) 472-5060
Ø Professor Jeanine Fassl, Communications Lecturer, UWW Phone: (262) 472-1695
Ø Shauna Lee-Wessely, UWW Forensics Camp Director, University of Wisconsin-Whitewater
Phone: (262) 308-2350

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Nov 18 2008

Not So Prompt Prompt

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I was on the go earlier and couldn’t think of a writing prompt and I didn’t have time to write a response either…. but I have returned from battle triumphant and I am ready for the merry-making!

… As a side note… my head feels all sorts of floaty and I’m not sure why. You know how when you lift weights your arms feel all sorts of crazy when your finished… you can throw them up and down and it feels like there is no resistence? That’s what my head feels like… it’s been happening for a few days now and I’m not sure why or how to remedy it. Any ideas?….

 Ok, that being said…. back to business.

We’re going to talk about love….. you’ll probably find that it’s one of my favorite things to discuss…. I am one of the great explorers of love :) For this excercise, I would like to to write a list poem about all of the qualifications your perfect lover should have or all of the requirements they’ll need to meet. This one can be pretty fun, you can request anything you want, no matter how silly! So, go wild and post post post!

It’s good to see that I’ve got a few more readers! Thanks guys!

<3 Scoop

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For The Man Who Wants Me To Love Him All My Life
written by Jessica Gleason

The first thing you’ve got to do is forget you’re in love with me.
Second, you must never forget you’re in love with me.

You should be able to exist as yourself,
But when I am near become a part of me.
And if you decide to play Conor—don’t
Tell me his life story. Music appreciation
Will always be different for me.

Keep your boxers on if you must, but don’t
Expect me to encase my nudity
When prancing around the living room
Late at night.

And if you offend my by being yourself
Never apologize to me.
It’s not worth it, I’m just being petty.
I may sulk or be a pain in your ass,
But I will eventually capsize
And love you no less.

And even if you actually believe that
I am perfection, do not tell me.

My ego doesn’t need to be fed, I’ve
Already got a huge head.

What I really mean—if you really love me,
Don’t make it a chore. I wont.

I’m very lazy afterall.

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Nov 17 2008

Re-formatting Success

Well, I realize that my blog has only been going in the “new and improved” directon for one entry, but traffic to my page seems to have increased… who would have though that with a little spit and polish people would decide to read more often! That being said, I still haven’t had any writing submissions and that makes me a sad panda.

I’ve had a few people express interest in the project, but to no avail! Come on peeps, get those creative juices flowing (the good kind, not the bad kind…k??) Perhaps all of my potential readers have been ninjas and since I’ve already hinted toward being a pirate, they must be boycotting the site.  Stupid rivalry between pirates and ninjas… what a joke! You gotta feel for the mixed bags out there though… being a half pirate/ half ninja can’t be easy. You’ve always got ninjas throwing their stars at you and sneaking up on you in dark alleys to beat the tar out of you because you happen to be half pirate and the pirates, while less violent, never promote you past the rank of cabin boy… so you’re stuck swabbing the deck your entire life.

What a world. What a miserable world.

That being said, it’s snowing outside… just wanted to let you all know that. I am not quite ready for the gruelling winter to rear its ugly head… but I guess I have no control over the weather. Sigh. I thought I would have gotten all my super powers by now. I was wrong. Phoey!

Ok, enough of my droning on. I haven’t quite decided on a writing prompt for today, so I will go ahead and post it later on this evening.

Love,

Scoop

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Nov 16 2008

Focasin

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I’ve recently come to the conclusion that my blog lacks focus and as an unfocused individual, I am an expert in the field. Up until this very second I’ve just been posting entries to post entries (Posting entries and talking about posting entries makes me excited… but I have to stop talking about posting entries now because I’ve had too much water to drink and I don’t want to giggle to hard and have a shameful accident.)

From this point on I am going to stay on task (or pillage nearby villages… I’m sure they have lots of things I wouldn’t mind coveting… like secret decoder rings, spare peg legs and swearing pirates.. perhaps I can even harvest a few busty virgins to make walk the plank…yaargh!) Wait, what was I saying…. oh yes… staying on task.

This is a blog made by a writer (Well, someone that claims to be a writer…. I have a few expensive pieces of paper that back up my claim….for realz!) for writers. I want it to be a community where we can all share our ups and downs and occasional corkscrews. Though, please refrain from oversharing because I’m not toooo interested in hearing about your strage fetishes and/or odd hygiene habits…. I have enough of my own to worry about and I don’t need any of you people bursting my bubble.

That being said. I write. I submit to publishers. Most of the time I get turned down, but I keep on plugging away, hoping that one day I’ll be able to see my name in print next to some snooty rich kid that paid their way into print. (Oh snap!) What I’m really aiming for is a sort of Bukowski-esque type of notoriety… as Charles Bukowski is my hero. I envy the freedom that the man embraced in his life…. and that’s just a polite way of saying look how far the perverted alcoholic got. If he can do it…. I can at least try and fail :)

So… from now on I will have a writing related purpose every time I blog (Even if something incredibly cool happens to me and I want to share it with you because…well, they’ll never post it up on gossip girl….) and I will attempt to end each blog with a writing prompt for you to all try your hand at.

My first few prompts were good for a noob, but I’m tired of booching and I want some taco bell… I mean minions…..er readers?

So. Here is my first NEW AND IMPROVED prompt!

(It’s really too bad I can’t add some cheesy car dealership vocals over this blog… SUNDAY! SUNDAY! SUNDAY!… You’d all want to shoot me, but I’d have at least gotten your attention.

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Your mission, should you choose to accept it:

Find a candid picture of yourself… nothing you’ve posed for because that will defeat the purpose of this exercise. Now take the picture and in 100 words or less, describe for us or recreate the emotions that you were feeling at the very moment the picture was snapped. Then, if at all possible, post your picture along with your 100 word creation as a comment at the end of this blog entry. Good luck and write on!

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Here is my entry:

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Simplicity in walking down the dimly lit street after carousing with some drunken thespians. Sheer elation in knowing that even if the rest of the world was judging me, even if I had to return to an empty dorm room and dine on gormet Ramen noodles, that I had experienced true friendship. If we never crossed paths again, I knew that while we sauntered down that empty college town street back to our respective abodes that he would lay down his life to save me, that I could divulge my secrets without being condemned, that for one night I was me.

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Nov 16 2008

Forensics, Shreveport and Writing Prompts…

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Muahahhaha! This is my blog, so I can cover as many topics as I wish to in one entry! :)

I spent the day judging college forensics which was delightful as usual. I always enjoy going back to college, even if it’s in a different capacity and the college forensics circuit is nothing to laugh about. These are professionals. They know what they are doing and the execute it with grace.

I was excited because for once I only judged the categories that I liked! I didn’t get stuck with critical analysis which makes me want to stab myself with a fork. Hooray for avoiding bodily harm.  I had to leave early because I though I was going to be running a karaoke show this evening… which was cancelled… which made me angry…. but that is another story for another day.

Anyway, last year I went with the forensics team to nationals as a judge and I might get the chance to do so again…. and I am more excited than ever because nationals is being held in (You guessed it!) SHREVEPORT, LOUISIANA! … All of you Sookie Stackhouse fanatics out there must realize how exciting that is! I have my fingers crossed that I get to go because going to Shreveport, in any capacity, would be the best gift a girl could get. Though, I’m sure that Fangtasia doesn’t really exist… if it did I’d be hussying it up with the best of the fangbangers out there. It would just be very exciting to see the places that I read about (And have been reading about for years now!) in real life!

I will make sure to keep you update on that front… and I’ll make sure to collect a detailed account of my adventures in Shreveport… should I go.

On to more pressing matters. It is time for writing prompt #3… I really hope that I start getting some more submissions! It may be time to take some drastic measures if not! Sigh!

This is a complicated prompt. I want each and every one if you to create your own Sestina! I fell in love with the form of poetry from the get-go! It is somewhat complicated, but the effort is always worth the output!

For those of you that are scratching your heads and wondering what a sestina is, read on.

The lines of a sestina are grouped into what we in the writing world like to call sestets (6 line verses) of which there are 6 and the poem ends with a tercet… bringing the grand total of lines up to an intimidating 39.

The length of the lines is up to the writer, but once you’ve decided try to keep them somewhat uniform.

Now, there are 6 words that will always end your lines and they are repeated in different orders in each verse. (I’ll make a diagram to illustrate)

1 2 3 4 5 6  - End words of lines in first sestet.
6 1 5 2 4 3 - End words of lines in second sestet.
3 6 4 1 2 5 - End words of lines in third sestet.
5 3 2 6 1 4 - End words of lines in fourth sestet.
4 5 1 3 6 2 - End words of lines in fifth sestet.
2 4 6 5 3 1 - End words of lines in sixth sestet.
(6 2) (1 4) (5 3)   - Middle and end words of lines in tercet

If you’re still confused, look to the example that I am posting for clarification and good luck with your sestinas!

A Poem By Jessica Gleason
You were the only one to catch my eyes that night in Burlington,
With your left hand nestled in your pocket, a companion to your lonesome coins,
And your right hand wrapped around a PBR: liquid courage in a bottle.
Though, my imminent infatuation wasn’t enough to persuade me to wrinkle
Up my timidity for the evening and kiss your trembling lips
Or gaze longingly into your quixotic eyes, colored coffee brown.

I noticed you standing rigid at the bar, eyes cast down hiding their richly textured brown
Standing eons apart at a hole-in-the-wall dive hidden amidst the streets of Burlington.
I noticed the not so subtle curve of your trembling lips
But couldn’t muster up the courage to look again, Instead I furrowed my brow into a wrinkle
And stomped off towards the bathroom, jingling pocket full of useless coins,
Embarrassed by getting caught looking, wanting to drown in a bottle.

In my absence your curious cohorts whispered to you around the necks of their bottles,
About the girl dressed in black, hair colored a dark brown,
The one checking you out from across the bar, heading towards “the can” wrinkled
Up in her own flushed cheeks and boiling blood, in Burlington
But you didn’t believe their words, liars cheating you, flipping double-headed coins,
Didn’t believe anything spilling from their lips.

You did, however, believe the same words when pouring out of my blonde associate’s lips,
Tipping your courage container up and letting the liquid leak down your throat, empty bottle,
While nervously grinning, reeling, searching for the right response to coin
Because you didn’t know how to re-act to someone noticing your eye’s brown
And batting their eyelashes in your general direction of Burlington.
Causing you to smile and the lines around your mouth to wrinkle.

You asked me for my phone number while my friend was curled up in a wrinkle
Gagging at our apparent desire to explore one another’s wanting lips
You called me five minutes after our parting, from your apartment in Burlington
While you were away from the security of your PBR bottle
But I declined the invitation even though I was swooning over your eyes of brown
It was too early, too easy, too intoxicated for a relationship to be coined.

Texted to and fro for two weeks ; I wasn’t sure which side of the coin
You were leaning towards, was I something worth investing in or merely just a wrinkle?
The lack of physical communication making the possibilities turn a dingy brown
Though not completely cursing it because no negative words had crossed your lips..
Which was a good thing because there was too much attraction to just bottle
And seal up somewhere in Burlington.

We crossed again in the place our introduction was coined; there was a meeting of our lips,
I liked the way your face wrinkled when we kissed, glad your courage wasn’t from a bottle,
Your brown eyes made me swoon somewhere in Burlington.

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Nov 15 2008

Insignificant Significance In Theory: The Feminist Philosophy Student (A Parody)

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Since this is my blog and I have creative control, I’ve decided that we should talk about feminist philosophy a bit….

It was an overcast and somewhat cold day and the sky was gray gray gray.  The feminist philosophy student sat in her bedroom among the typical clutter of a college student and she allowed herself to contemplate.  She contemplated taking a nap, but then decided that it was against her better judgment because she had more important things to do.  She contemplated taking a nap again and then realized that she was far too much a procrastinator for her own good, so she forged ahead in trying to complete those more important tasks.  On making this decision, she stopped.  What exactly is important?  Why shouldn’t she take a nap and just put everything off?  Well, I guess  she knew that in the long run contemplating and dissecting Cuomo’s, “The Philosopher Queen” and showing how Lugones’ “Enticements and Dangers of Community and Home For Radical Politics” fit in with what Cuomo was saying was a much better idea than a nap because while a nap would support her lazy desires, a paper on Cuomo and Lugones would support her expensive college education grades.

She forged ahead in her journey to discover feminist theory.  What exactly was feminist theory?  She opened up her notebook and began to scribble down ideas:

Feminist Theory.  An extension of feminism into the philosophical realm…or theoretical realm if you will.   This realm of thought is extensive and includes but is not limited to feminist politics, women and gender studies, feminist literary criticism and the roles and lives of women.

She contemplated a nap again, but then it hit her…. The web cam from the top of her monitor.  It hit her straight on the noggin’ and she then regretted the decision to not take a nap, but it also became apparent to her that this feminist theory is exactly what Cuomo was talking about. “The list says: mold, immobilize, reduce, internalize, constitutes groups, benefits those with power, systemic and systematic network of forces…….. THEORY” (Cuomo, 8-9).   The PQ was talking about theory the entire time; the PQ is a theorist. 

            The philosophy student was sitting in front of her computer.  She was in the beginning of the years in the end of the beginning of her life.  She was studying English writing and Philosophy at the University of Wisconsin- Whitewater.  She was sitting in front of her computer trying to figure out if she hated her life.  The PQ sure stimulates a lot of thinking, or perhaps that was the purpose of the PQ.  Perhaps she wanted us all to be theorists and to think about the mundane on a larger spectrum.  The PS and the PQ look like they have a few things in common, they are both swimming in the sea of thought searching for reasons beyond their grasp.  Does this make them both theorists?  Can anyone be a theorist?

The philosophy student recalls Lugones’ struggle with oppression.

“I write for those of us in resistance to intermeshed oppressions and in the company of those with whom I struggle against oppression, from inside various complex collectivities: ‘women’ in communities struggling against the intermeshed violences of racism and battering; jotas y jotos standing our ground against erasure and being cast out; Chicanas and Chicanos in communities with a strong sense of place for whom the struggles against colonization take the form of land and water struggles” (Lugones, 194).

While Lugones really is speaking of oppression she is also defaulting to the role of a theorist. In expressing her beliefs on oppression, Lugones becomes a theorist, at least this is what the philosophy student has surmised using the PQ’s guidelines that aren’t really guidelines on being a theorist.  Does this make Cuomo, Lugones and the PS all theorists?

The PS looked longingly at her disheveled bed and really wished for a nap, but again forged ahead in her quest for knowledge.  She thought she should feel guilty for her incessant longing to have a nap because it was inhibiting her from getting any real work done.  Soon after that she actually did feel guilty for her nap longings, so she returned to contemplating the premise of being a theorist.

Like the PQ, the PS had a fondness for philosophy and like the PQ the PS changed her views and opinions each time she read something new and seemingly convincing, but each time her new philosophy was cut to pieces by a professional on the subject pointing out the holes in the theories.  Now look at them both.  The PQ: “now look: here she was, a professional philosopher, a professional provider of counterarguments, a seeker of hidden assumption, and wasn’t that a thrilling life to be living at the beginning of a new century” (Cuomo 4) and the PS a student in the realm of philosophy who has grown enough to have her own views and opinions on pressing issues, morals, ethics and aesthetics, a student who contemplates the things she reads and tries to tie them to her own life and apply them accordingly.  The PS has realized that this is exactly what the PQ was doing with her writing, the PQ was examining her own philosophy that she had gathered based upon experience and knowledge and forming her own philosophy or theory while doing so… this is in essence what the PS is doing with the work of the PQ.  They must really both be theorists!

The PQ theorizes:

“No, no it’s not that I believed in the Philosopher King, I like democracy of course, I mean I benefit from it don’t I?  But one can see the social need for an attentive, intelligent and benevolent leader, A queen who gives voice to the oppressed.  Who knows her role is to seek and promote truth (not necessarily to ever really find truth)” (Cuomo, 4).

The PS finds another connection between the works of the PQ, Lugones and herself…. They are all this figurative “Queen” that the PQ speaks of.  The PQ is this “Queen” because she is the one putting fourth the premise in the first place and without her premise or theory if you will, we could not have identified the “Queen”; Lugones is the “Queen” because she abides by all of the aforementioned rules of a “Queen”;

 “As I form my words in this multitude, I hear my voices, and hear you hearing me.  I/you extend myself/your concreteness.  A I live and thing our relations, given the history and contemporary situation, I ponder and negotiate details and larger strokes, stoles kisses and endearing embraces, entrapments and tortures and inevitably, the identity markers and community relations, many fragmented and plural communities.  As I feel my ground, it is in the midst of concrete, complex, non-reducible, cantankerous, fleshy, interrelated, positioned subjects, noncontainable within any easy, abstract, hard-edged, simple classification.  It is from within this multitude that I want to consider the question of community” (Lugones, 196).

Lugones obviously gives voice to the oppressed.  The PS is also a “Queen” because she is dissecting and theorizing the theories of others to further the understanding of said theories to anyone willing to listen.  They are all “Queens”.

            Though they all, of course realize that these said theories can only say so much about reality.  Reality is in the eye of the beholder.  This quest that they are all on for knowledge can only be so fruitless, they will never be able to “fully capture life” (Cuomo 5).  Regardless of what we hear or say or do or write for that matter, we all say what we know.

            The PQ demonstrated this idea by writing what she knew about dualisms, Lugones demonstrated by writing what she knew about oppression and the PS is demonstrating by writing what she knows of both of these other philosophers.

            Her eyes got all droopy and she grimaced as she forged on in her work because she was far past the point of napping now to stop her thought process. Eureka!! Questioning!!!

            All three of our philosophers were questioners as well!  The PQ, Lugones and the PS all question philosophers and philosophies before forging ahead and/or giving in to them.  This must be another quality of the theorist.  Or is it??  There she goes again with the questioning.

            Is it that they have too much free time on their hands so as a result thoughts get jumbled up in their brains forcing them to think things through and question reality?  This can’t be the case because the PS doesn’t have any free time. She’s a full time student that is holed up in her bedroom during her waking hours churning out papers on random subjects and then sleeping and repeating the process the next day and the other two have to be busy to some degree of severity being scholars and all.  So, it must just be the thirst for knowledge that fuels their fires or perhaps a crushing experience like the one the PQ suffered through in realizing that her life had been a lie…. Or perhaps that she had just been lied to her entire life.  This realization occurred to her when she learned that Mark from the Gospel was a man and not God…. We’ve all been crushed in such ways… perhaps this is what adds to us being theorists…. But then again does this take away from theory?  Does this make theory less concrete?  Wait, theory isn’t suppose to be concrete, it is only the ones that believe fully in theories that make them out to be concrete.

            In the eyes of the PS this is a flaw because build-ups lead to break downs and breakdowns lead to instability.  Theories should be maintained as theories and nothing more, less we suffer a crisis of faith as the PQ did.

            Theory;.  “mold. Immobilize, reduce, internalize, constitutes groups, benefits those with power, systemic and systematic network of forces” (Cuomo, 8-9). Theory and oppression do look an awful lot alike if you think about it.  What an excellent realization, ironic really, seeing as theorists are fighting oppression with oppressive theories.  How silly.

            A last commonality… the PQ, Lugones and the PS all see their problems as “such a big deal….. so important…..self-obsessed” (Cuomo, 9-10).  Perhaps these are the qualities that make them into good theorists as opposed to bad ones… or maybe these are the qualities that push them over the line into the world of the philosopher.  Who knows?  I do know that since confusion is a constant and solving confusion is just as constant in that temporary sort of way that there is no use in my further dissecting the premise of the theorist.  I do however think that it is time for that nap.

           

Bibliography

 Cuomo, Chris.  “The Philosopher Queen.” The Philosopher Queen: Feminist Essays on

war. Love and Knowledge. Lanham: Rowan and Littlefield Publishers, Inc., 2003.

  

Lugones, Maria. “Enticements and Dangers of Community and Home For A Radical

Politics.” Pilgrimages/Peregrinajes: Theoirizing Coalition Against Multiple

Oppressions. Lanham: Rowan and Littlefield Publishers, Inc., 2003.

   

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