Through much trial and error, I've produced a lot of creative work since childhood, but it can be hard to evaluate yourself shortly after you've made something. Time often provides you with the emotional distance necessary to do that. After looking at some old stuff more critically recently, it turns out I still like some (but definitely not all) of what I produced in college and not long after graduation. In an effort to give some of that work a new home, I submitted it to The Huffington Post this week. Some of it has already been published! (Yay for the Digital Age.) Check the pieces below, including the Nelly Custis recipe and poem I produced at Woodlawn last week.
During my Inner Loop writing residency with Arcadia Center at Woodlawn Estate, I decided to create recipe and poem graphics related to the site's different historic food cultures. The first subject in the series is Nelly Custis Lewis and her tomato soup recipe, which is detailed in her housekeeping book. Here are the first two graphics:
Check out the rest of the series at WordsmithChristine.com/Woodlawn soon.
My first-ever piece for YourTango.com was a little difficult to write, but I'm so glad I did. Check out "A Letter To The Man I Once Loved On His Wedding Day." Maybe you can relate.
This week I have the pleasure of wiling away my hours at Woodlawn and Pope Leighey House. OK, that's not exactly true. I'm not wiling away the hours—I'm working darn hard! I'm the writer-in-residence on this gorgeous historic property near George Washington's Mount Vernon estate in Northern Virginia. It's also the site of a small farm and food justice nonprofit called Arcadia. In fact, I'm too busy to go into much detail about what I'm working on now, but I'll be posting my project here after I leave on Sunday. Until then, here are a few photos. Learn more about Woodlawn here.
I've been writing for Ravishly since the feminist website was founded a couple of years ago. I started out giving the site permission to republish work from my very own Quail Bell Magazine. Now I write original essays as a contributor. Here are links to my Ravishly stories, including two I had published just since Friday. Feel free to check them out and let me know what you think. I have many more stories coming out later this summer, too, so be sure to visit my Ravishly profile to read the latest.
• When None Of Your Feminist Friends Want Kids
• I Have Indigenous Blood — But I'm Not Indigenous
• Visiting The Grave Of Patsy Cline, A Hero I Didn't Know I Had
• I Was Shamed For My Budget Wedding, But I Have No Regrets
• Life After LASIK: Seeing The World On My Own Terms
• When Your Mother's Land Isn't Your Motherland
• 9 Obstacles That Moms In Freddie Gray's Neighborhood Face
• China Street: Fiction From Quail Bell Magazine
• My Encounter with a 'Non-Racist' in Fear of a Black Neighborhood
Five years ago, you could've caught me with a sketchbook anywhere I went. I was constantly making comics. I even founded Comicality Magazine while at VCU and got a grant to print two issues. But, gradually, I made comics less and less to the point where I stopped altogether. I knew that I would get back to it eventually and that time has come.
This weekend, I started doodling and decided to make a little series called The Wise Walrus for my Forget Fairytales comics project. Here are a few samples:
It's a great day when your husband is making quiche and you get your first acceptance from PANK Magazine! You have to find joy in the little things among all the hatred and chaos.
I may write a lot of serious stuff, but I've got a funny bone, too. And with so much tragedy in this world, who doesn't need a little comic relief from time to time? I indulged in my super-voicey, "girlfriend" style for Cosmo and Redbook and I'm thrilled that the pieces were published this week. While I've written for Cosmo before, this marked my first-ever Redbook byline. I've finally broken into the Seven Sisters of women's magazines! (And I'm totally ready to bring on the feminist revolution.) Check out my stories below:
By day, I am Christine Stoddard, a New York-based magazine writer. By night I am the founding editor of the bewitching Quail Bell Magazine and a Brooklyn bohème who adores art, magic, and revolution. Really, those two personas are not all that different—at least if you're paying attention. This is where I dream, dabble, and muse. From time to time, you'll find me promoting the fairy punk lifestyle, too. And why not? It's addictive. Learn more about me.