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February 29, 2024

Dinnertime (Detestable Maw, Gaping Maw, Your Maw Like Mine)

By Elena Faverio Yumyumyumyumyum. I can eat everything that I want to eat. Because I am hungry and it is time for me to eat. Yumyum. Once I have the taste for a thing, I must have it. Sometimes it is crackers, sometimes it is a lot of crackers. Dry things and spicy things and Continue reading

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About Us

We all met at the National Theater Institute in 2013. Elena suggested this group at the beginning of Covid as a way to cope/stay engaged/be creative/etc. We generated prompts from conversations, books of writing prompts, writing prompt generator website, and even some from Suleika Jauad’s The Isolation Journals. Like a lot of folks, we all started many projects in 2020, but this is one of the few we all actually kept up with. We are very intentional about what we’re doing: we meet once a week remotely for one hour – unless someone has a conflict and we decide not to meet, or decide to meet for longer. We don’t have homework – occasionally we’ll “bring in an object” or pick a song to share, but there’s no expectation of work being done before the meeting. We never focused on having any kind of final product – some pieces are left unfinished, and we just move on to write something else if we feel like it. Even this book is not the culmination of all our work; it came out of wanting to celebrate what we’d done so far. This whole vibe is part of why we’ve all been able to stick with it while we fell off of other projects.

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Dinnertime (Detestable Maw, Gaping Maw, Your Maw Like Mine)