I started writing this at 3 a.m. Believe it or not, the not-sleeping thing is getting better (I slept five hours). So now I’m wide awake and feeling deliriously productive, like I have all the time in the world. Scary.
Today, my son goes off to first grade. *Sniff. Sniff.* Where does the time go?
I hate the end of summer. Feels like death to me. Goodbye warm weather, hello frozen white stuff. OK, maybe I’m being a bit dramatic. No, I don't think I am.
On Monday, I was in minor car accident. I’m OK. Everyone involved is OK. I’m hoping that bumper damage is the extent of the repair. Still, it sucks.
I’ve been reading a lot of blog posts about how poetry journals are struggling across the board. Many print publications are trying to figure out how to survive in the digital age. Some have gone online, while others cut staff and lower page counts.
Sadly, the list of publications I subscribe to is short. And I hate subscribing to journals I don’t have time to read. My list:
But two I will add this week: North American Review and Crab Creek Review. And I’d love to support a journal or magazine producing edgy work. Not necessarily experimental poetry or fiction, but one that takes a chance on design and content. Any suggestions? Just trying to do my part with limited funds.
The Dodge Poetry Festival is just around the corner. Are you in or are you out? (I’m in!)
and vehemently earthy and human. Looks
like story is key. They have a lot of good
samples to try for fit online.
Spoon River Review is a fairly wide
prose-po mix, with an academic to down-home savant feel. It seems like
the personal POV / personal coining
I'm pondering Dodge. A day or so.
I haven't been to any big thing yet.
I don't get out much.
Mark seems psyched for it.
I noticed my picks were reading
all days. Is that fairly typical?
As for Dodge, it's worth it. Scheduled poets read all four days, I believe. And if they're not reading, they’re holding sessions on the craft of poetry. Good to hear that Mark is going.
Glad you're okay after your accident!
Until I began editing a journal, I had no idea about the time required or how much it costs to run a print journal and how little journals have. We are thankful for every poet, writer, subscriber, donor, editor, reader & friend.
We are putting together this next issue and It should be a good one! Hope you enjoy it!
looks like a increase in eloquence
and sounding in volume 83, with
the same topical grit.
Think "Poem For My Father", with
the dance and rhetorical engine of
"Nothing Fancy". ;-)