Thought, 'What if I ran against Poncho Peligroso for the position of Poet Laureate 2012?'
Had a dream that I lost a bunch of twitter followers.
Here are two extracts from an email I sent Maggie Lee:
I got into the internet lit stuff at the beginning of last year. I was reading Spike Jonze's wikipedia page trying to find out what his next project was going to be after Where The Wild Things Are. I found out he had bought the rights to Light Boxes by Shane Jones. I looked into Shane Jones and found out about Publishing Genius Press and HTMLGiant. I bought some books and read stuff. I added some writers on facebook. I was a fan but I didn't contribute to the scene at all. Then around April(?) this year three things happened: I became facebook friends with Steve Roggenbuck (I can't remember who added who) and we commented back and forth a lot on a wall post, Let People Poems was launched and I posted a poem there and got a good response which gave me confidence, and one day for no real reason I wrote everything is fantastic on a few hundred people's walls. Everything has just grown from there
and
I will never complete this novel
How do people read really long books?
Why does my interview on HTMLGiant only have two comments?
I paid Vimeo $10US to let me upload a video that was larger than the size they allow you to upload for free. I now have Vimeo Plus or something. Can I monetise my crappily produced videos?
I feel fat.
Here are my two least publicised social media accounts:
http://www.formspring.me/Jacksonieuwland
http://lookbook.nu/jacksonnieuwland
I have a new form that I am trying on twitter:
http://twitter.com/#!/slapbatman
The poetic technique I have been using the most lately is 'I put the _ in _'. Thanks Chris Toll.
I might be part of the 1%
Whenever someone uses the word fantastic I get excited.
I have also been making use of the poetic technique where you put the word sometimes in front of a line.
This post isn't going to have any pictures.
Yesterday I thought about how easy it is to get lost in the internet and convince yourself that you are talented. (You being me)
I wish this ustream would start so that I would be distracted from myself.
I have been posting a lot of rap videos on facebook recently.
Jordan Castro is the person I have asked the most questions on formspring.
I used to think that formspring was called forumspring.
How do I get more notes on my tumblr posts?
The one with the goal of getting 100 notes only got 35.
If I'm not going to write my novel I should at least read something. What should I read?
I am listening to Jay-Z.
Does adding labels to my blog posts get more people to see them?
I should eat lunch. What should I eat?
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20111119
Haven't done shit today, not gonna do shit today.
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20111110
hi
So I'm definitely sick. I took a nap yesterday and when I woke up I was like 'So I'm definitely sick.' I was supposed to go to my Dad;s school today to help some kids with reading but I'm sick so I'm just lying in bed.
Here is a photo of me wearing my sexy black backpack.
Soory Maggie Lee, I'm taken.
Fuck writing poetry. People can just write poems that mention me. In fact fuck poetry all together. Does anyone want to write a best selling biography about me?
Damn Norweigan Wood isn't screenign anymore. THought I might go to that today.
This is a short blog post. I might do another one later on
Here is a photo of me wearing my sexy black backpack.
Soory Maggie Lee, I'm taken.
Fuck writing poetry. People can just write poems that mention me. In fact fuck poetry all together. Does anyone want to write a best selling biography about me?
Damn Norweigan Wood isn't screenign anymore. THought I might go to that today.
This is a short blog post. I might do another one later on
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