And I successfully have 30 new poem drafts!
Sunday, April 30, 2017
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
It's been one book ordered, zero new books arrived, one nail in the Pickup tire, seven more days of the poetry-a day challenge, one Sunday breakfast out with the family and one week since my last confession.
I'm sitting here working on this with about a half a can of Hamm's beer. You decide if it's half empty or half full. I'm extra tired tonight and somewhat cranky. I will confess that I am completely caught up on my poem drafts (1 per day) for the month. Just sharing that with you makes me feel slightly more up beat but I'm not going to let it go to my head.
Being cranky is probably to several things of which one is I am pretty wiped out. This and I still need to send out a bio and a photo tonight for an upcoming event, and the fact that I am just flat out sick and tired of the President who ignores every bit of government ethics and is so cavalier about it and is generally on idiot. Today for example, he raised tariffs on soft lumber imported from Canada. He's already succeeded the Asian rim trade to China by cancelling the TPP. So, now let's start a trade war. I could go on with the Trump stuff that has me upset, but I confess I already dwelling too much on the buffoon.
Had a letter from Ken (my mentor) this week - couple more pieces of work that he has critiqued. I have a nagging question that I need to go to him with today or tomorrow. I confess it will probably wait till tomorrow because I want to make sure that I give it the attention it needs before I e-mail him and I would only rush it tonight. (We are being honest here, right)
Tupelo Press is having this fantastic sale on books. Like $16 books for five bucks! I ordered one during the past week that I am anxious to read but it has not arrived. I confess Amazon Prime makes you impatient when ordering elsewhere.
I am officially concerned about my San Francisco Giants.... though they did manage a 2-1 win over the Dodgers last night. Injuries have taken a toll on this team in addition to some players that they have lost this season to other teams.
I'm starting to feel like a Debbie Downer so I will close for now and finish crying over my beer.
Stay Safe & live poetically!
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
It's been one Federal and one State Tax Return filed, one phone call from Ken Waldman my mentor, and another week of National Poetry Month since my last confession.
Let me get right to the failure at the outset here. I confess that I have fallen behind on my poem a day challenge. This weekend was full of things and you all know how things can get in the day. Things stack up, things will barricade passage and things will keep you from writing. Damn things! We picked up my mom and drove her to my uncle's house and had a family get together with super nice weather. Grilled stakes, got full, sat around and talked about this and that and generally had a good time. Since my uncle Dave doesn't get out much he and my mom seemed to enjoy the reconnect. But back to my writing....
I confess that I will make up the poems so that I am back on track. I will finish with 30 poems because 30 days has April... I do not consider this a failure, simply a rerouting on the journey!
Ken and I talked by phone, I guess it was Thursday. talked about some material that he looked at and had emailed me ahead of time. Helpful conversation. I confess that it is hard to believe how fast this spring session is going.
I am excited today. My San Francisco Giants are in town to play the Kansas City Royals tonight and tomorrow night. If you know me this makes perfect sense. If you are newer to this blog you might wonder why I'm in Kansas City and a Giants fan. I confess that I have been a Giants fan for some 30 years. I prefer National League baseball. I dislike the DH (though we will be playing with it these two games because when in Rome do as the Romans do. Too bad because I would love to see Madison Bumgarner hit. They could pinch hit him tonight... they have don that before. And yes, my Long Haired Dachshund Madison is named after the pitcher, Thank you!
Telling you, I still get goosebumps when I see the Giants uniforms in person...
Until next time - be safe and celebrate poetry!
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
It's been one winning Giant's home opener, 7 more days of Trumpation (Trump centered frustration) that I just want to go away, the start of module 4 on revision, the long awaited Good Bones episode of Madam Secretary and and another week since my last confession.
Shall we start?
I'm hyped, no, pumped, ecstatic because tonight is an event at the Plaza Library where UMKC's Hadara Bar-Nadav and University of Central Missouri's Kathryn Nuemberger will speak WHAT MAKES A POEM WORK. needless to say I am planning to go. I confess that I am familiar with Hadara Bar-Nadav's poetry and she rocks. I'm hoping for an insightful and inspiring evening. This is a week that I need some creative help!
For some time now I have been jealous of those who have workshop writing groups. I've participated in one several years ago that spanned genres and really was not quite at the level that I was hopping for. There is a promising possibility that some from our Writer 2 Writer Spring 2017 mentee group may undertake such a workshop group. Details are in early stage but there is significant interest from the other mentees. I confess that keeping some of the other mentees involved aside from our spring session is an added benefit to creating such a workshop group.
Poem-A-Day Challenge is draining my brain of subject matter. I confess that I feel like I need something to shock my brain into high gear.
I am excited about the start of baseball season. I have long believed that poetry and baseball were one in the same. The game has all the beauty and grace of the game. I confess that I am a little concerned about some aspects of my San Francisco Giants. Their bullpen is struggling. It needs to get it's shit together.
Lots of writing and writing related stuff I need to get done between now and the end of the weekend.
That's a wrap for now. Till next time, stay safe, have fun!
Tuesday, April 04, 2017
Hear I am once again at the confessional. It's been almost 2 regular season Giant's games, 2 Baumgarner homers, 4 day of April and 4 poems, one W2W mentee skpye conference chat, The start of module 4, 7 more days of an embarrassing president, and a week since my last confession.
Reader, I'm 4 days into April and I'm doing it! Four poems, 4 days! Tonight, I worked late to finish but alas I am ready for tomorrow. I confess today I wrote without a prompt. Some days I want a prompt and some days I am just resistant to any prompt I find. I don't know why, just is.
I confess that I am elated that Kansas City approved a bond issue for a new animal shelter tonight. It is so overloaded. While it's sad that only about 10% voted, I'm proud of those who did for supporting it since it required a super-majority to pass.
I am this week dealing with some real real personal crisis and I confess that one minute it's had to do things and others not so much. Still I confess that I know on any given moment the emotions will be back and darkness crashes down on me.
I have started module 4 of the Writers 2 Writers program this week and the focus is on rewriting. I ended up feeling better at the end of Module 3 and I am anxious and hopeful about this module.
I confess that I am still in awe of Marie Howe's Magdalene. What a collection of poems. What a book!
Don't ask me why, but I have been craving a Hamm's beer the last couple of days. I don't drink much beer these days. I'm more of a wine drinker and I don't do that much of it either. I can tell you the last time I had a Hamm's Beer was in Minneapolis at the AWP Conference in 2015.
That's it for this week... Be Safe - Write or at least Read Poetry.