Every week, the AWM is excited to bring you stories written by our visitors in our Story of the Day exhibit. Check back weekly for new stories, and visit the Museum to try out our typewriters and possibly be featured here!
Congratulations to all soon-to-be graduates! Hang in there…
As I sit at this typewriter, I realize my days as a college student are coming to an end. Will this be the final that does me in? The world may never know.
I dreamed I found us both again, with spring so many strangers lives away,
and we, so free,
out walking by the sea
with someone else’s paper’s words to say.
They took us at the green return, too late by then to stop and ask them why.
Do children meet again?
Does any trace remain
along the superhighways of July?
Her enthusiasm was contagious
her hope oozed from eyes like tears
the stench of her naivety whispered like pollen on a spring day.
Middle school was particularly rough for this visiting poet:
When I was young we sat in our junior high 7th grade typing classes.
We worried about so many things.
Miss Constanenta wanted us to hold our fingers properly.
I worried if anyone could see into my heart.
What boys I liked.
Would my period ever come?
Would dad get drunk again tonight.
Would I be too scared to sleep?
Did I have the right clothes to wear.
Clothes that would not let anyone see into my heart.
I never learned how to type well.
Thank you so much Brady! We hope you’ll visit again this summer!
June 20th, 2017
Writing is, at its purest, a sandbox for wordsmiths to play in. The American Writers Museum,while not a museum in the traditional sense of an artifact display house, preserves the craft of writing by recreating that sense of play,of process, of craftsmanship, through its many interactive and illustrative displays. It will thrill seasoned bibliophiles and budding young writers alike.
I can’t remember the last time a museum evoked a tingling thrill of possibility in me, a man in his thirties, the way this space does.