kristy bowen | writer & book artist

The past couple days have found me stuck on the latest play script, at the end of Act I, which is about usually where I've been getting stuck. It's turning into a mystery, almost, and I am not sure I want it to go in that direction. I am the writer, after all, you would think what I say goes. But then again--many poem projects have gone in entirely different ways than intended, so maybe I should let the writing wander as it may.  I will return in a couple of days and see if its working better or if I can find a way to make it so.  In the meantime, I have been writing some early bits to a newish project, the bone palace , which was meant to accompany a set of fun fauxtographs I made up a couple years back. The images are proving a ripe and fertile space for building stories around and within them. The project as it starts feels very similar to errata, which was just a little chap of borrowed formats, something which I love doing in the midst of other kinds of projects. But the...