First appearance at AWP went very well. I worked at the Southeast Review booth for two shifts and got a taste of both sides of the Book Fair.

I bought a lot of specially-priced books and journals.

I was inspired by the (few) panels I attended.

And best of all, I got to meet my first editor, Charles Flowers, who heads up Bloom magazine, the first literature mag that accepted a poem of mine. Bloom been on a two-year hiatus and I've missed it. It was the first journal I subscribed to and read regularly, and I've been especially itchy to find out about it since my poem, "The One With Violets In Her Lap," is forthcoming in issue #6. Well, good news! #5 has just been released (I've already got my copy, thanks to Charles having shippied them to AWP straightaway, and it is lovely. Feels like seeing an old friend after a long time gone. "My" issue will reportedly be out sometime in the Fall.

I think the reason I had such a positive AWP experience is twofold: I took a friend's advice and didn't try to do too much. I limited myself to 2 panels per day (plus readings) and I broke my Book Fair visits up into certains parts of the fair and days, plus I don't really know very many people in the Poetry World yet--only know of them, and few people know me, so there was no one I felt I had to kiss up to nor avoid.

I'm looking forward to next year in New York!


Valentine's Day

A Very Valentine

Very fine is my valentine.
Very fine and very mine.
Very fine is my valentine very mine and very fine.
Very fine is my valentine and mine, very fine very mine and mine is my valentine.

--Gertrude Stein


First post

I created this blog so that there might be something that is actually mine and actually about me found during the google searches someone is surely doing about me.

I've been listening to Regina Spektor's album "Begin to Hope" all day, idly repeating itself in the background. I like it. It makes me think a bit of Tori Amos and college.

A lot of my friends are working on their Masters' theses and I started looking through the poems I'm really liking right now from the current poem cycle. I'm sure lots will change in the next few years, but it gave me enough enthusiasm to start 4 more poems on Sunday.

Currently reading (and loving): Gabrielle Calvocoressi and Ellen Bryant Voigt.

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