Just sappy me crying over my book… glad the first one’s out of the way! Fe – eeew!! Continue reading…
publisher
This week I have a poem featured with our friends at the ultra fabulous Short, Fast, and Deadly. I trust by now considering how much I have gushed about this most wonderful weekly collection and its unimaginably talented senior editor Joseph A. W. Quintela you have all already guzzled this week’s edition… if somehow you haven’t… off you go! Continue reading…
Namaste blog family
This morning the button was pushed and my first collection of poetry is now available on Lulu.
I’m not being pessimistic when I say I don’t expect many purchases, I’m being realistic. Poetry usually only sells after you croak. I’ve got a few books I’m working on that I’ll pitch to publishers and possibly sell down the line. The poetry book is for hardcore cult members – exclusively.
I sold one today, to sister number three… for those just catching up… I’ve got four sisters. I’m the youngest. My sisters literally construct who I am. My sister that bought my book is also a Writer. One day I’ll buy her book… because that’s what sisters do. Continue reading…
I believe the poetry book will be complete and available within 48 hours. Continue reading…
First: I was published this week in the extremely dope lit mag Short, Fast, and Deadly. I learned about SFD after reading a piece by Senior Editor Joseph A.W. Quintela that was published with another one of my favorites, Bananafish Magazine. While you are clicking around gobbling word goodies, do make sure to catch up on the writing of Bananafish Editor Daniel McDermott as well. Feel free to run off for coffee first… I’ll wait here… Continue reading…
Spent today poetry booking and I can’t even TELL YOU how joyous it will be to complete. For
reasons that may not be as straight forward as one might expect…
For the hardcore cult members keeping up, we’ve tediously been through ‘blah blah publishers make my guts twist’ ‘blah people should write for themselves first… blah…’
Put shortly, putting out a book of poetry is serving up a thrashing of beatings that I never really saw coming. Continue reading…
I spent some time earlier getting my head around the figure of 100 000+ … that’s how many pages have been read here in my small pocket of the electronic universe since starting my daily rants back in late September. 47 000 cult members have checked in to say ‘What up’ … or to say nothing and silently stalk… which is equally as hot. Continue reading…
The utterly fabulous Bananafish Magazine is featuring a story of mine this week that they have accepted for
publication.
Since Friday I have applied for twelve jobs in New York City. I’ve been on yankee soil for five entire days, so being published; applying for a shit load of jobs; and shooting 50% of the zombie flick ain’t too shabby… Continue reading…
Considering that I made the executive decision to travel back to New York City approximately 10ish days ago, the fact that I’m getting on an airplane in a few hours is spinning me out in the most wonderful of ways. You know… like fairy floss being whipped around a cardboard cone.
Cotton candy if you will… the blue kind. Continue reading…
I like traveling… moving around. And I prefer to leave automobiles out of the picture. Living in
New York City set my no-car lifestyle. Although I do have vehicle access… I try to avoid it.
Especially since I tend to live in cities…
Tonight my plan is to wander down the street to catch a train… to take me to another train… to bring me to an airplane… that will land near a bus… which I will ride into the city of Melbourne prior to catching a tram to the new residence. Continue reading…



