by alyssachaserebein | Oct 24, 2017 | Alyssa Chase, Lauren Kussro, poetry, Uncategorized
This one goes out to the artists who don’t talk enough and the writers who talk too much. I’m so happy my poem Aquatint appears in the second issue of The Indianapolis Review. Thank you to editor Natalie Solmer and printmaker Lauren Kussro, whose lovely work also...
by alyssachaserebein | May 9, 2016 | Alyssa Chase, Lilies, Mother, Mother's Day Poem, Motherhood, Motherhood poem, Parenthood, Parenthood poem, poetry, Tree house, Uncategorized
It’s the morning after Mother’s Day. Another rainy one. And all the mothers are back to running around taking care of kids, jobs and Monday chores. This seems like a good day to post my poem Middle Aged Mother at 5 a.m., which was picked up by the online journal...
by alyssachaserebein | Apr 4, 2016 | Alyssa Chase, Chris Forhan, poetry, Sean Whiteford, The Greensboro Review, Uncategorized
It’s my father’s birthday. John Churchill Chase has been gone nearly 11 years now. And April 4 feels like an appropriate day to post about my very first poem in print. Which happens to be about him. My mentor at Butler University, Chris Forhan, suggested The...
by alyssachaserebein | Mar 22, 2016 | Uncategorized
Recently, a few of my poems have been accepted for publication. Here’s the first one to appear, Chores Undone. I’m glad this poem is being published in a journal for mothers, Mothers Always Write. My friend Natalie told me about this publication, and...
by alyssachaserebein | Jul 20, 2014 | Uncategorized
Julie Stewart (at left) and Butler MFA students and alums at the July 12 gathering. Photo by Gerry Justice. On July 12, 2015, Indianapolis writer Julie Stewart offered an inspiring presentation about her process and craft for Butler MFA students, alums and anyone...
by alyssachaserebein | Jun 23, 2014 | Uncategorized
Jason Fried’s advice to business people. They need you! Three tips to inspire you to use your MFA outside the world of academia By Alyssa Chase This is how this blog was supposed to go. I was supposed to be smug about my fancy job and tell you all how great it...
