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(& some things stay the same)

Don't really know where this is going. Ideas?
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There are lots of things in this world that I don't understand.
I don't understand why today was such a beautiful day.
I don't understand why none of my teachers would go let us sit in the sun (not even for a minute).
I don't understand love.
I don't understand high school.
I don't understand pain.
I don't understand the concept of understanding.
Sometimes I wonder why we have to understand.
Why must we understand love?
Isn't it beautiful enough on its own?

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Art of Storytelling Workshop This Saturday!

Just a quick reminder that my workshop, The Art of Storytelling, is happening this Saturday at the Young Writers Project space in the Champlain Mill in Winooski. We'll talk about the elements of narrative and look at some examples. We'll also do a series of writing prompts and begin working on stories of our own. The workshop will be from 10:00 a.m.-2:00 p.m. An outline of the workshop is attached, as are a few stories we'll take a closer look at this weekend.

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Let's write! Join me on March 20!

“When you get to the fork in the road, take it.”
—Yogi Berra, storyteller, Major League baseball player

Decisions, decisions, decisions...

In life, it is said, one thing happens after another. In stories, it is also said, one thing happens because of another. No matter what happens, the story won’t go on until a character makes a decision. In fact, we might look at stories as a series of decisions—some monumental, some incidental—that give the narrative shape and direction.

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New Notifications -- Private Messaging

UPDATED: 3.10.2010 11:40 p.m. -- A change on Twitter
We had a couple of complaints by folks regarding the setup for Twitter. It defaulted to posting to twitter.com/ywpvt and folks following it say they were being deluged with references to all your posts. While they just stopped following ywpvt, that was not the purpose -- we want you to get more readership from this.

So, for the moment, we've disconnnected the global account. We'll continue to manually highlight great work, until we adapt the module. HOWEVER, if you have a Twitter account, you can post links to your work on your Twitter account. Here's how: Go to "My Account," click "Edit" tab and then click "Twitter Accounts" tab. Put in your info about your account. (You can then choose to have your Twitter posts come into your space for others to read.) Then when you create a blog post, you'll see an option to post an announcement about your blog post on your Twitter account. Check the box for yay, uncheck the box for nay.

More below on the other changes.

Help YWP choose what gets published in the newspaper!

Do you like writing and reading? YWP is looking for help selecting the best student submissions for publication in newspapers and on the Web site. All work is done online and takes an hour or two each time. We rotate the judges so that you won’t judge more than a few times during the year – unless you’d like to do more. It’s fun and interesting and is guaranteed to help improve your writing too!

If you’re interested in judging, contact Lee McIsaac, the YWP content coordinator, or call 802-324-9539.

Lee McIsaac

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YWP 3.0

UPDATE: 1.12.09: Thanks for your responses -- keep them coming, either below or via email.
As we consider who will be on our Core Group, let me say that we want to involve anyone and everyone in this process in one way or another. All of your voices
WILL be heard. Here are two quick things you can do to help:

  • Go online and surf. What Web sites do you find fun, interesting or engaging either because of what happens on the site, what you can do on the site or because of the way it is laid out. Criteria: Sites should be focused on youth expression, community, social action and multi-media.
  • Encourage a few folks to participate in this process who are NOT involved in YWP? One below suggested a reader who doesn't like writing... what about an athlete or an actor or a visual artist or a debater or someone engaged in community service or someone who's awesome at a trade -- metal working or carpentry -- or someone who's into video or lighting or someone into computers. We're talking fame and fortune here, guys. (kidding) But actually it's an opportunity for them to design something that might be interesting to them.
THANKS -gg
YWP Folks,

I am announcing a new project. And I am looking for volunteers. Consider this a journalism project. Consider it also a project to the lay the ground work for the next generation of youngwritersproject.org

As many of you know, we've been noodling on how to take this site, and this project, to the next level. Frankly, we've been so busy that we really haven't had the time to give YWP's future the attention it needs.

So I come to you. I'd like to assemble a team comprised of you and some sharp adults -- journalists, writers & artists, digital educators and software engineers -- to figure out what YWP should become.

This team will do the following:

    1. Research: Through online research, interviews with peers and experts and surveys, determine what great ideas are being done or haven't yet been developed.
    2. With that research, brainstorm concepts for the next generation of youngwritersproject.org
    3. Focus ideas and research into a vision and detailed plan.
    4. Develop and test prototype; document ideas and planned programs.
    5. Raise money and implement.

It sounds a bit more ominous than it is. Your parts will be divided on your expertise and interests. We are going to work on the theory that many heads make light -- and fast -- work.

We are looking not only for you, but perhaps students you know who are not involved with YWP. We are looking for writers, techies, artists, athletes, dramatists, civic activists and a few folks who are downright bored with school but might be intrigued to engage in a project they might like. Talk to them about it.

We will have a few sessions in person. We'll have a lot of short sessions online through a cool meeting interface that everyone would call in on (Skype on Sterioids). You guys will tackle some of the research on your own.

What we can offer in return is some basic guidance on basic journalistic techniques -- because this is, as you will discover, a kind of journalism project. We can run this as an independent study project for credit at your school, or write you recommendations or give you something you can put on your resume for college. We can occasionally feed you pizza.

We will not be taking everyone who submits their name. We want a working team whose members are committed to making this project a better place and who are also intrigued with the idea of what we will be looking to find out -- Who's doing cool things with youth online? What would teens like to be doing online that they can't now? And what can YWP do to become better? Can we develop leading edge technology, ideas and programs that engage, intrigue and excite?

Interested?

Contact me as soon as possible. ggevalt (at) youngwritersproject.org or call 802.324-9537. Or hire Pony Express or Western Union. Or comment below -- but don't just say you're in; ask questions; get the dialogue going.

cheers,

gg

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Avatar (the movie) -- What are your thoughts?

Long lines, sold out shows, by now, many of you have seen Avatar. What do you think of it? Blog about it and put "Avatar" in the keywords or comment below. Click "Read More" for a trailer to get you back in the mood. Sorry, no glasses available. -- gg

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YWP Players Perform in Burlington! Sound, Script & Images

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Braving cold and snow and snow and cold, the YWP Players -- P-T, Usagi, Qwerty, Peaches, Geist, Special and Bailyrae -- did a fantastic job at First Night in Burlington Friday. Remarkable writing and editing; rehearsed and performed in an incredibly short time frame. I was proud to be a part of it. Many accolades from folks in the audience, including some surprise luminaries of Burlington. Nice job, folks. Special thanks to Robin Fawcett for her amazing coaching. And special thanks to all of you who contributed 6-word visions of 2110. Here are the script, sound and images. Click here for Gallery. Video to come in a few days. -- gg

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YWP's Future Project

YWP folks....

YWP has submitted an application to the Knight Foundation for a NewsChallenge project that will involve many of you -- if we get it. This is a long and very competitive process, but we remain, as always, optimistic. This is the nut graph as they say: We want to create a journalism project by and for teens that would include building the next generation YWP site and online and in-person instruction on journalism, art and digital media.

The comment period is over for the proposal and thanks so much to all of you who viewed the specifics of our proposal. (We've attached a copy.)

This application is all about taking YWP to the next level, about encouraging as many of you as possible to engage in writing about your world, your observations, your concerns. You do that now. But we have some ideas for helping you do an even better job with a foundation of good journalism and cool technology.

I've been noodling on this idea for a while. As someone who spent 33 years working in journalism, it's been very difficult to watch the mega-news companies shrink, cut, exploded newsrooms around the country to the detriment of us -- we have less deep, true, accurate information to judge what is happening in this world.

I don't know whether we'll ge the grant. Probably won't. But I am trying to figure out ways we could make it happen anyway, to be able to assemble groups of you with some of the best journalists, software developers and digital experts that I know to create something new. And over the years I've been fortunate to work with some amazing folks. One of them, Bob Paynter, wrote me this morning about his potential involvement in the project. Bob was responsible for our former paper winning the Pulitzer Gold Medal for Public Service in 1994. Here's what he wrote:

    >i>I would love to be involved in your project. I can't believe that all our efforts and aspirations over the years were for naught. There must be a way to distill the essence of what we were about, boil away whatever has become obsolete and irrelevant in this bizarre new world, and pass along the heart of what remains to kindred souls in the youth-o-sphere. So, bravo on your powerful idea.

We'll let you know how you fare. In the meantime, rest assured that we will be embarking on new things in the coming year.

Stay tuned.

gg

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YWP at First Night, Burlington

YWP folks,

We received word this morning that our proposal has been accepted by Burlington City Arts! We're on the schedule for a 12-15 minute show (repeated four times over an hour) during the Burlington First Night Celebration.

To aid in organizing this, we have created a new group for you called First Night. This is your space to brainstorm, discuss and post writing related to the Vermont in 2110 theme. Our key creators and performers are already members of this group (Locke-Peter, NonSequitur, ParisianTwist, QwertyGirl, Usagi & Peaches) but all interested students are encouraged to join and share your thoughts -- just remember that posting here is not a guarantee that your work will be included in the final performance.

ALSO, you will notice that we are seeking 6-Word Stories about Vermont's Future in the widget in the upper right. Change gears; envision Vermont in the year 2110 and express it in six words!

And if you have a flare for performance, be sure to let us know -- there may still be opportunities to expand our show.

If you have any questions, contact GG or edevries by email (ggevalt and edevries at youngwritersproject.org) or by phone or comment here.

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What is blogging anyway?

So here's a question that we'd like to discuss... What kind of "blogging" is appropriate for this site?

Now I will be the first to say that the word "appropriate" has changed in meaning in recent years, with the advent of movie ratings and the invention of adult-driven restrictions on Internet use. I think of the word appropriate in a much different way -- does it belong? does it fit? is it part of a larger point?

So is "blogging" about ones daily life appropriate for this site?

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Communicate, communicate, communicate

In an effort to communicate with all of you better, we are reviving our Facebook page and our Twitter account. To help us get the word to you, we hope you will become "fans" of us on Spacebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Young-Writers-Project-Inc/54341961467 and will also follow us on Twitter: http://twitter.com/ywpvt

We hope you don't mind this intrusion into your lives, but we also want to make sure that you get our messages, announcements, etc...

We also want to further highlight the Daily Reads, Daily Podcasts, Daily Songs, etc... to bring you more fame, if not fortune.

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LCCMF09

In the last week of August, 13 energetic young writers attended and wrote about the first Lake Champlain Chamber Music Festival at Elley-Long Music Center at St. Michael's College. The festival was led by the brilliant violinist, Soovin Kim, and featured some of the world's finest musicians. To read the students blogs, click here.

3 lines

Even though you hate me. Even though you never want me around.
Can't you see, that when I leave, that I want you to chase after me?
Because, my darling, I love you. And by God I can't live without you.

Note from Emily:
<3 I said this to my boyfriend, and he loves me to this day. Use it.
You'll need it eventually, trust me.

Abuse

Bruises-cover my arms.
Cuts-run down my back.
It hurts you know, badly.
Impact-I'm on the floor.
Connection-you hit me.
Please. Just stop, it hurts.
Tears-streaming down.
Screams-in serious pain.
You could kill me, you know.
Darkness-everything's fading.
Fire-heart of the devil.
You don't stop. Neither will I.
Dodge-you miss my back.
Speed-I grab your neck.
You have to stop. It's not fair.
Gone-I have the bat.
Whimpering-you're on the floor.
I shouldn't. I can't. I don't.
I throw the bat at your stomach,
making you curl in pain.
But I won't do anything more.

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No Matter What

Fingers brushing
across my skin,
leaving me tingling
and lust for more.

Lips brushing
my forehead,
can you feel
the shivers in my spine?

Words spoken
next to my ear,
your breath whispering
across my neck.

Wandering hands
find my chin,
tilting it up
and staring into my
blue eyes.

Lips on mine,
hungry for more
of this blessed
something.

Hands wandering
on my body,
pulling me closer
to you.

Frantic breaths
as we pull away
for only moments.

Reaching up,
wrapping my arms
around your shoulders,
come closer to me.

Kissing
as if there is

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Salt Water Bricks

I DON'T THINK, THATS WHY... please just stop yelling... I can't stand the look in your eyes when I know I've done wrong... I know its all my fault... I know... and I'm sorry... so sorry...
I stare up at your angry, hating eyes and shrink away,
I can't stand to see you like this,
not after what I've done...
done to you...
why are you even here
yelling
pricing my ears
pricing my sole...
I thought you'd never want to see me again.
I feel tears start to prick at my eyes
the muscles in my face tense
like they do too often,
why now
when I need to be strong,
and hold my ground

Disappearance of happy

Smiles.
Laughs.
Friends.

Inside-jokes.
Thoughtful.
Caring.
Nice.

My friends are
who keep me
going in school.
They make me
laugh.
They love it
when I sing to
them when we
have
sleepovers.
Lullabies,
singsongs,
and maybe a
sing-along.

When we walk,
we link arms.
We make
jokes about
weird teachers
that we don't
like.
Our science
teacher looks
like a
mutated frog.
Our english
teacher is a crab
without legs.
And of course,
our homeroom
teacher,
is an apple.

Then you come
along, and a
heavy,
dark,
cloud covers the
hallway.
The only reason

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self defense

a few girls got in a fight in gym a couple of weeks ago and i wrote about it:

if
a
person
throws
a
punch
and
you
punch,
hit,
and
taunt
her
back,
its
called
self-defense,
ask
the
blonde
haired
girl
in
my
class,
she
did
it
and
talked
behind
her
back
after

my point is did she deserve to get in trouble?
did the girl, who screamed cuss words on her way out to the office to get her punishment for her work, want to punch you, or did you taunt her?

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bruises

if bruises cover your arms,
tears slid down your face,
you scream in fear,
death approaches,
what do you do?

burn101's picture

tears

everyone cries
they may not show it
or tell but
everyone will shed a tear,
eventually

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i don't know

people say i don't know
but do you really not know
do i really not know

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One Sentence

There's a reason my
multi-media'd goodbyes are
forced and
unfortunate.

Posessed: Chapter 4

Dawn warmth, aawackened me. It called me into a deep sleep. It was so hard not to refuse but I had to.
Scrambling down from the tree I did my best not to make two much sound. I turned mt head to see if the horrid man was anywhere near. I breathed, he was no where to be in sight. I started on the trail once again.
My mind was swirling with thoughts of the strange man. It was completely ridicoulus and utterly terrirfying.
The thoughts were attacking my head. I was beginning to stumble along the path, the thoughts were collecting and swarming my brain. I felt... utterly confused.

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Wolfsong: Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty: Wolf song

For a short while I just lay there, on the cold ground.
It seemed to mock me.
The ground almost never has any problems.
But a human….
Or a shape shifter…
Has many.
I roll onto my side and look upwards.
The use-to-be sunny sky had darkened into a sly grayish purple color.
A storm was coming.
Storm.
I raise my head towards the darkening above and sniff.
Water is in the air.
And then wind was picking up.
Suddenly a tear slid down my mussel.
Marcel was gone.
~
The thunder hurt my ears,
And then lightening burnt my eyes.

hurt

day's like these kill me
cause im laughing and
I'm happy.
then I see you,
and something
washes over me.
like a sudden punch in the gut,
or a stab to the heart.
my vision blurs,
at an uncontrollable speed.
then I'm suddenly
furious.
and i wanna walk up to you
so i can slap you
or say something to hurt you,
for hurting me
and making me cry.
but then i see you smile
and hear your laugh,
and in my mind i see me going up to you,
and you wrapping your arms around my waist,
kissing me with such passion that it hurts.
when i come back to reality
my head spins.

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Muddier

I stare at the rain outside my window
My fog impedes my vision through the glass
but I don't mind
This rain is the first rain I have seen
or felt
or breathed
in far too long
Winter cut these dreaming droplets from the Earth
but not forever
And dream I do as always I do

Of that first time we were together in the rain
of course not our first time meeting as You and I
but our first time meeting as Us
As those dreaming droplets curled around me
and caressed my face
your arms curled around my body
your breath tickled my neck
What a beautiful sight the rain

Posessed: Part 2

Posessed: Part 2
Fdrom the eyes of Christabel

The winding path way would lead me to Adela's town in a day. I would be there this after noon. The pathway stood out with its sandy light tan against the wet brown leaves. The trees above my head were growing taller. The fall air greeted me.

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Wolfsong: Chapter twenty-nine

Chapter Twenty-nine: What I don’t know is what scares me
“I love you.” Marcel murmurs one day, we are sitting next to each other under a willow tree. My knees are tucked up to my chest. I have no idea what he means.
“Hmmm?” I slur. I am feeling uncontrollably mellow today. He doesn’t say anything, all he does is carefully take my face is his hands and then kiss me very tenderly on my mouth. I hesitate for a moment, but then I delicately wrap my arms around his neck. Then he breaks away, giving me a quiet look. I return it.
“Wren?” he asks in a soft voice.

Revolution is...

Revolution is
the fight for our freedoms.
Redcoats wont have it.
We're not buying it;
we'll boycott it.
lobster backs say taxes;
"No taxation without representation!" we say
no opinions, we have
without our fight;
"Give me liberty or give me death!"
until we have the best of the best!

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