Blog Posts for Belle Yang

Jessica Barksdale: Meeting Her for the First Time

Belle Yang — Sun, 28 Sep 2008 21:52:52 -0500

I am one of the few weird people on Earth who likes to prolong the wait for rewards.

The Poetry of the US Dollar

Belle Yang — Sat, 27 Sep 2008 00:03:09 -0500

In 1960, the year I was born on the island of Taiwan, my father, the dean of a private school and my mother, a teacher of Chinese literature at the same, jointly made the equivalent of 60 US dollar

A Day in the Life of a Graphic Novel: Forget Sorrow--September 15

Belle Yang — Tue, 16 Sep 2008 00:40:45 -0500

#7 Graphic Novel-In-Progress: Weak Lines

Belle Yang — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 21:48:10 -0500

I've been sick this week, and I managed only three pages on the graphic novel. The third page below was done today. The Chinese speak of "chi" or life force.

A 30th High School Reunion

Belle Yang — Sat, 06 Sep 2008 23:41:01 -0500

1. Click here for a few reunion pictures, courtesy of Stan Fairbank

#6 graphic novel-in-progress: Motion

Belle Yang — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 03:09:36 -0500

8 AM My shadow on the sand. Waiting for a friend for our walk on the beach. Was stood up. (Third time with this same individual.)

Poets of Renown I've Met and Read

Belle Yang — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 03:41:11 -0500

This is in reply to Scott Holstad's post. Famous poets I've read and met. You won't find me swooning over film stars o

The Painted Skin: An Olympic Ghost Story

Belle Yang — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 03:36:10 -0500

From the manner in which the Chinese athletes win and lose, you can see the degree of freedom the people of the Middle Kingdom truly have. “The agony of defeat” is far more excruciating if

NO ONE GETS SNUBBED

Belle Yang — Sun, 17 Aug 2008 01:54:12 -0500

I am ready. I am so ready. Dress, check, shoes, check, dj, coq au vin or salmon, name tags of classmates and their spouses, three teachers to honor, the banquet room decorations, check, check,

Trusting Angels

Belle Yang — Fri, 15 Aug 2008 03:50:18 -0500

Redroom has been so good to do a retrospective of my art and writing this week, but to my horror, I learned that the drawings and paintings have disappear