Confession Tuesday
Happy, happy Tuesday folks! Time to confess. Share a little of yourself with us and we promise to do the same. Don't forget to say hello to the folks doing time in The Confessional (see sidebar).
Last night I wrote NaPoWriMo poem 12. Not posting it because it's called the c-word. You know, it's that four-letter word that people still find offensive. I don't think I ever heard the word until I was in my 20s, so I don't have the same reaction as other people. The poem references recent experiences that I've had bottled up for a while. I'm not posting it because of the title, not the subject matter. It's clear that I've used my poetry powers for evil rather than good. Oh well, it happens.
If you're a regular blogger here and would like to read it, send me an e-mail at jgill27494 AT aol dot com.
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I'm way behind on my NaPoWriMo poems, but I plan to complete the challenge on time ... somehow. With all of the travel, I've been sleeping as much as humanly possible and not writing. Things are settling down for me, which is good. Time to make a poetry to-do list and see what's in store for late April/May.
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Thanks to all who have supported Underlife. I'm thrilled by the reaction it's getting among readers. Don't think I mentioned this in my AWP posts, but I brought 20 books with me to Denver, and either sold or traded my supply. I could (and should) have brought more. Even before AWP, the books sales were strong. So thanks to all who have brought, read, talked about, blogged about, and championed Underlife. It's the little book that could!
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As much as I love to travel, it's good to be home with the kids. Finally, the weather is warming up and drying out in New England. I have so much spring cleaning to do, it's ridiculous. But I'm trying to look at the house with fresh eyes, so to speak. Time for a change. Out with the old and in with the new.
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I think I'll end with a note of gratitude. I am thankful for:
Last night I wrote NaPoWriMo poem 12. Not posting it because it's called the c-word. You know, it's that four-letter word that people still find offensive. I don't think I ever heard the word until I was in my 20s, so I don't have the same reaction as other people. The poem references recent experiences that I've had bottled up for a while. I'm not posting it because of the title, not the subject matter. It's clear that I've used my poetry powers for evil rather than good. Oh well, it happens.
If you're a regular blogger here and would like to read it, send me an e-mail at jgill27494 AT aol dot com.
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I'm way behind on my NaPoWriMo poems, but I plan to complete the challenge on time ... somehow. With all of the travel, I've been sleeping as much as humanly possible and not writing. Things are settling down for me, which is good. Time to make a poetry to-do list and see what's in store for late April/May.
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Thanks to all who have supported Underlife. I'm thrilled by the reaction it's getting among readers. Don't think I mentioned this in my AWP posts, but I brought 20 books with me to Denver, and either sold or traded my supply. I could (and should) have brought more. Even before AWP, the books sales were strong. So thanks to all who have brought, read, talked about, blogged about, and championed Underlife. It's the little book that could!
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As much as I love to travel, it's good to be home with the kids. Finally, the weather is warming up and drying out in New England. I have so much spring cleaning to do, it's ridiculous. But I'm trying to look at the house with fresh eyes, so to speak. Time for a change. Out with the old and in with the new.
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I think I'll end with a note of gratitude. I am thankful for:
- This crazy life I have. That I am beholden to no one. I know who I am, and I'm happy.
- Two best kids in the world.
- My parents, who love me no matter what.
- Friends who are really my extended family. They have my unwavering love and respect.
- Work that fulfills me.
- Poetry. Poetry Poetry!
- Warm weather. Time for a new swim suit!
Comments
I just voted for you for Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere! Nic
i confess that i dropped out of napowrimo..again. there's always next year, right? *sigh*
Have you ever written a bop poem?
:)