Eva Moe

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  • Museum trip: The world and its strange time

    Isn’t it strange how corpses and people are two different things. One is what the other used to be, and one is what the other will become. A double-sided display of time. I was just in a museum looking at prehistoric vases, and there were some from the era of The Art of War and Romance of the Three Kingdoms. An empty mason jar is on my table. Humans and our drinking vessels.

    The jars were all from China. I wonder what it would be like to grow up in a place with such long history with a people who have lived for ages.

    I get this strange crawling feeling at museums. Was this bowl made among friends, and what else did the maker do that day? What did they say or wish for? Did they think about the end of the bowl’s life?

    And then there are these porcelain pillows. The experts don’t sound 100% sure if they were for daily use or for tombs. A person or a corpse. So close to being the same thing. I’m creeping myself out now.

    Hope you’re having a good week. I’m gonna keep thinking about longevity.

    Eva

  • Blog and career writing

    from the drafts, February 2024

    It’s a hard thing to have a hobby and not pluck its feathers hoping someone wants a coat. I write and think about publishing, and where, and who wants it. The choices swirl and never come together. Like unmixable latte art. I plant false interviews in my daydreams just to pull that ego from my throat and brush my hair with adoration. Ariel sings, “I want more”. How can I abandon my knee-jerk reaction to post post post anything I write and everything?

    Most poetry journals and magazines want original, unpublished work. That includes everything on a blog. So the ‘Hamlet’ is to publish poems here or not.

    October 2024 update
    Yeah I’m submitting to poetry magazines but also writing my thoughts and book-writing journey here. I get so serious sometimes. Overthinking. *pats my past-self’s head* It’s all right. Do whatever you want, girlie girl.

    Cheers,
    Eva

  • 3 book thoughts halfway through 3/3

    These are thoughts I have while reading books. Halfway through or in the beginning.

    • “Me Before You” by Jojo Moyes: There’s not a single likable character in this whole book, yet somehow I’m still reading.
    • “The Tradition” by Jericho Brown: Reading poetry is the only time I’m not afraid to die.
    • “Wind/Pinball” by Haruki Murakami: Now THIS is a f*ckin BOOK. Is it necessary to describe every single woman’s boobs though?

  • Day 1 of 7: Why I’m Here

    On this blog, I mean. We don’t need to have an existential talk. This post is part 1 of a 7-day challenge from Live Your Legend.

    I started writing this blog because I’m horribly unorganized. I have almost a dozen journals filled to the brim with rants, prose, doodles and poems.

    On wordpress, all my [new] stuff is right here, either saved as a draft or published. I can directly see my progress as a writer and after a while, all my little posts add up to a large body of work. I don’t have to bring old journals with me wherever I go, because they’re all on my phone.

    What I want, by the time this blog’s 1 year anniversary comes around, is a large body of writing that I can be proud of. I can look back at 2017, however shitty or great it turns out to be, and say, “I wrote.” Maybe I’ll cringe at all the commas. Maybe not.