The Weekly Vomit Volume 1

January 18, 2016 Volume 1, Issue 1 The Weekly Vomit WHAT IS WEEKLY VOMIT? By Dayita MorningStar Ever since I read Stephen King’s book, On Writing, the phrase “vomit on paper” has been stuck in my head. The first draft of anything I create is definitely vomit on paper. I just have to vomit the creative flow out and let it land on my paper or more accurately, my computer. Still, I’m not ready for anyone to see it until it’s been cleaned up, but there is another kind of writerly vomit, too, a kind that all artists share, whether they be visual, audio or literary in nature and that’s when we create something that doesn’t quite have a home. We have no idea what magazine it would fit in, what genre it actually is, etc. It’s just this spewing out of creativity, just this vomiting of ideas, thoughts and impressions. That’s what this little magazine is all about. It’s a place for those stories, poems, articles, essays, songs, drawings, photographs, etc., that don’t seem to fit anywhere, that just sort of come gushing out of us artists because we have this overwhelming need to spit them out. DAYITA’S POEM OF THE WEEK My Neighbor Thinks I’m Sexy when I'm weeding my flowerbeds he drives by on his lawn mower grins and hollers, Hey, girl.” INSIDE THIS ISSUE He's not my type, looks like young Mel Gibson, smiles a lot and wears his cap backwards. Speed ....................... 3 We have nothing in common. I'm a college grad. He's a bum from Ohio. I go to church and he drinks, a lot. He's got kids by a fat blond woman who brings them by sometimes. Once he gave me steaks, once he asked me to swim with him. I said, No.” But if I wasn't married, then I might have him over, just for supper. Speed ....................... 2 Poems ..................... 4 Art…..…………………..4 Lessons from Bubba Birdhouse.. .............. 5 Book Review ........... 6