If you’re paying attention, this will be live before the poem and audio go live on Twitter, because yesterday the stars finally aligned, and I was able to make significant progress ahead of what is now a reasonably well-organized schedule. It won’t be like this every day going forward, but BOY is it a great feeling when it happens…
This week has been hard, and to add insult to injury, summat I REALLY wanted I was rejected for last night. This therefore began really negatively, until I pivoted it, and now everything is OKAY AGAIN. Plus, I’m up-to-date on the website!
Best thing I’ve written since the last one, chums.
I’m tired of offering to help people and being ignored/passed over as I’m clearly not high profile enough as part of a personal agenda. It happens far too often. Be fair, or people won’t help you any more.
It’s been a tough week to record. Tomorrow’s poem was actually recorded on Thursday as a result. Right now, being flexible is more important than being precious. It’s worth it though, this is a good seam of poetic material.
This has been a REALLY hard week. One day, we’ll talk about my family, but not today.
Occasionally, things float into my consciousness that are a surprise. This is an environmental poem. I need to write more of them going forward.
It’s odd, watching myself evolve on a daily basis, and some days are more obvious than others. Like this one, for instance, it’s one of my favourites…
There is an LGBTQI submission window I have my eye on. I am pushing my boundaries. The serious gay poets have little to fear from me, but everybody has to start somewhere, AMIRITE?
This poem was prompted by an incident with two people whom really should know better. I am still a bit mad about it. Needless to say, I won’t be working with them in the future.