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“Poetry Has a New Name”

 “Salem’s art scene is untapped. Portland—forget about it. It’s like elbowing into a crowded sardine can. But not here. This is a river you can leap into, and create a great literary scene.”

Henry Hughes, in an interview with the Salem Weeklybunchofanimals

Click here to read my recent article in the Salem Weekly‘s Art section, discussing our local poetry community.

The article weaves through an insightful interview with the ever gracious poet and author, Henry Hughes, who has just released a new collection of poetry, Bunch of Animals, as well as a memoir, Back Seat with Fish. Hughes’ writing continues to capture his ongoing love affair with fishing, people, nature, and the Pacific Northwest in exquisite detail and accuracy. Both his poetry and his nonfiction are highly recommended. You can read reviews for Hughes’ Back Seat with Fish by clicking here. For reviews on Bunch of Animals, click here. Both books are available for purchase on Amazon.com.

(Cover image for Bunch of Animals is an original piece by local artist Gregory Poulin.)

Book Review: “Back Seat with Fish” by Henry Hughes

Back Seat with Fish
I had the immense pleasure of reading and reviewing a new work of nonfiction, released by Skyhorse Publishing earlier this month. Back Seat with Fish is a refreshing take on the fishing memoir, written by the magnanimous Henry Hughes. Hughes’ book is dynamic and engaging, plunging into the art of angling, of navigating relationships and traveling the world. There is no shortage of entertainment, nor thoughtful execution. Hughes is a brilliant storyteller, reviving the once-unpalatable genre of ‘the fishing memoir’ for men and women of all ages and origins to enjoy. Click here to read the full review on Amazon before purchasing a copy for yourself or for a friend. (There’s no such thing as buyer’s remorse when a novel is this good.) #supportlocal

 

Pop Up Poetry – Valentine’s Weekend 2016

Saturday, February 13th

Brooks Winery, 12:00 p.m. – 4:00 p.m.

Poetry is “on the house” this Saturday, courtesy of the amazing Brooks Winery! Come to their gorgeous tasting room for some exquisite wine flights, a phenomenal view, and excellent conversation. Ask me to type up a poem on my vintage typewriter for you, or as a gift to someone! Give a subject; get a poem. It’s that easy. And what pairs better than wine and poetry? Donations accepted, and don’t forget to tip your server! See you there!

Sunday, February 14th

Broadway Coffeehouse, 9:00 a.m. – 12:00 p.m.

As a teaser for the 2:00 p.m. event “Poetry in Performance,” I will be busking Pop Up Poetry at the Coffeehouse for a special Valentine’s Day treat. Be sure to support the Broadway Coffeehouse with a drink purchase, and tip your baristas!

THEN–stick around for Poetry in Performance, hosted by the Mid-Valley Poetry Society (Salem’s chapter of the Oregon Poetry Association), which will be at Broadway Coffeehouse from 2:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m. Be sure to attend! You won’t want to miss this event.

Vagabond Brewery, 6:00 p.m. – ?? (this event is awaiting confirmation, TBA)

Enjoy a totally relaxed environment this Valentine’s evening at Vagabond Brewery. There will be cheese, beer, and wine in abundance. Grab a beer, grab a poem, grab a valentine tonight, and salute the Love of friends, of family, and of significant or not-so-significant others. Cheers!

 

“Salem” – a sonnet

“Salem” is an original poem written by Jessica Murdoch, published in the Salem Weekly newspaper on September 3rd, 2015. As requested by #PopUpPoetry customer, Christine, the poem is a sonnet (specifically a Shakespearean-style sonnet) written in iambic pentameter, with the rhyme scheme ABAB CDCD EFEFGG.

© 2015 Rhetorical Redhead All Rights Reserved

Salem Writes - 'Salem' a sonnet

 

“Is Anyone Thirsty?”

On Wednesday, October 28th, John Stumbo, the Alliance Board of Directors, and Salem Alliance Church hosted the The Alliance’s fourth Livestream Praise and Prayer event based on “Is Anyone Thirsty?” Isaiah 55:1 (NLT). Area churches were welcomed to attend in Salem, Oregon, while the entire Alliance family around the world was invited to participate online. The livestream video can be viewed here. (Poem performed at the 11:30 time-stamp.)

The following original spoken word poem was written and performed by Jessica Murdoch for the aforementioned event.

Spoken Word 54
Murdoch performing her spoken word at Salem Alliance on October 28th. Photo credit: CMAlliance.org.

“Is Anyone Thirsty?”

Written and Performed by Jessica Murdoch, Rhetorical Redhead
©2015 Rhetorical Redhead All Rights Reserved

Salem Weekly Articles (by me…to date)

Salem Weekly blue logo
Salem’s only alternative, independently run newspaper.

This post includes links to my articles published in the Salem Weekly newspaper. (For those of you who are able to snatch a physical copy from one of our 700+ drop sites in the Willamette Valley, awesome. For those who are sadly out of the area, online will have to do. However, if any of you really like one of the articles online–mine or not mine–I would be more than happy to mail you a physical copy of the newspaper. We have extras at the office.) Thanks for reading!

Articles are listed in reverse chronological order:

AP & Ken
Salem Weekly lead editor & publisher, A.P. Walther, with Ken Adams (in blue), host of the Willamette Wake-Up show on Salem’s KMUZ community radio. A.P. has single-handedly kept the SW running, albeit the economy and numerous other obstacles. If there is one person who is the symbol of Salem advocacy, it’s A.P. It is an absolute pleasure knowing and working for him. (Photo credit: HinesSight.blogs.com)

“Poetry Has a New Name” (An interview with local poet, Henry Hughes, and a pseudo-review of his newest poetry book, Bunch of Animals; 03/17/2016)

(No article 03/03/2016 — the Salem Weekly only prints twice a month; this was a “skip week”)

“Popping the ‘Univer-City’ Bubble” (An adventure on the campus of Willamette University; 02/18/2016)

“Win at the Corner of Fire & Brimstone: Pizza Makes a Comeback” (A quick review of the upcoming fad, highlighting local wood-fired pizza joints; 02/04/2016)

“Winter Wanderlust” (Adventuring with Winter Hikes; 01/21/2016)

“Drawn to Black & White” (Discussing the Historic Elsinore’s Classic/Black & White Wednesday Film Series; 01/07/2016)

(No 12/24/2015 issue — no printing during Christmas Week.)

“‘Tis the Season: Spend More Time, Spend Less Money” (Things to do this Christmas season, focusing on spending time, not money; 12/10/2015)

“Cheers to Willamette Valley Wine: An Intimate Look at Our Local Vineyards and Vintners” (Self-explanatory! 11/26/2015)

(For the 11/12/2015 issue, I wrote an article to preview Thanksgiving weekend, “A Wine Country Thanksgiving,” but it was rejected by the editors of the Salem Weekly. I type this without shame or regret because this is proof that every writer has their good days and bad. And that rejection is normal, and gives me a chance to learn and grow. I may or may not rework it and post it to the blog.)

“Autumn Adventures in Independence” (A full day trip, wanderlusting in Independence, Oregon; 10/29/2015)

“This is Halloweek, Halloweek, Halloweek!” (Preview for The Moxie Initiative’s 1st year of Halloweek; 10/15/2015)

“Salem’s Fine Art, Take Part” (Preview for Willamette University & Western Oregon University‘s fall Fine Arts calendars; 10/01/2015)

“Vintage, Antique…Vintique!” (Preview for Deepwood Estate‘s annual Vintage Flea Market; 09/17/2015)

“The Fruits of Labor Day Weekend” (Preview for LDW wine country activities; 09/03/2015)

(No article 08/20/2015 due to emergency hospitalization and surgery earlier in the month)

“A Night Out on the Downtown” (A run-down of ideas for things to do in downtown Salem; 08/06/15)

“Get Thee to the Faire!” (Review on the Canterbury Renaissance Faire; 07/23/2015)

“Veni, Vidi, Vino” (Review on Cória Estates; 07/09/2015)

“Culture in Stretched Canvas” (Preview for Salem’s annual World Beat Festival; 06/25/2015)

 

 

The Rogue Ovary Chronicles: A Tale of Two Cysts

Note: This blog post includes a lot of biological/sexual/medical descriptions that may be considered graphic for some readers…this is a post about my lady-anatomy, after all. I do not spare any details; read with caution if you’re prone to discomfort when reading such content.

Monday, August 3rd, 2015 – 8:30 pm

Irony has a funny way of jumping in to my life to yell, “Surprise!” while my pants are still down.

Steve and I just had a lovely round of marital relations and were looking forward to a nice relaxing evening, probably involving a movie and going to bed early. (Don’t squirm–intercourse is kind of a thing that happens in marriage, people. And I include this snippet because it single-handedly initiated the following story.)

I stood upright to go to the bathroom and was greeted by severe cramping in my lower abdomen. Curious, as I have never, ever experienced cramping before (lucky me, I know…sympathies to my not-so-lucky fellow females out there). True, I was due to start my cycle any day now, but this was something quite different than the usual pangs of discomfort.

Cramping was soon accompanied by extreme bloating in my upper abdomen, and the pain only continued to increase as an hour passed by. I lay in bed with a heat pad on my stomach in hopes the cramping would pass. But I found myself sitting on the throne of my misery, cramping at a full roar with my abdomen refusing any form of calm as nausea and fatigue and light-headedness took over.

I couldn’t even call out to Steve, barely getting out, “Babe…something’s wrong…”

He called an advice nurse through our insurance company, who asked me a laundry list of questions and concluded with, “You need to be seen at the ER. Immediately.”

Great.

Steve was a superhero—dashing around the house to pack a small bag of necessities for the hospital as I attempted to confidently leave the bathroom behind without concern of needing it again soon.

This was bad. Let me be clear—I have a high pain tolerance. Like, stupidly high. I know when my body is just dealing with something minor, which is most of the time. But this was unlike anything I’d ever felt, and everything in my body and brain screamed wrong wrong wrong. The pain was so bad I seriously considered telling Steve to drive me to Salem Hospital (which is a desperate move…everyone knows how bad the local hospital is when it comes to ER care…or any care for that matter). The proximity was that tempting. Steve reasoned me out of my insanity, though, reminding me that I would be seen and likely diagnosed at Silverton Hospital in the same amount of time it would take Salem Hospital to simply call me into triage.

Good point. To Silverton…

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