I wrote a submission-query this morning blog tribe. I always tell myself I'll do more of these, but I never do. I don't reckon I've even hit ten total - in life. The one I wrote today was actually to someone who already knocked me back once before, four years ago. I can't really blame him. My book wasn't ready. And my letter was like, "Ummm, I have a blah-g and I live in Australia and I'm going to go to New York City, and I'm writing about it."...
It occurred to me today while I was desperately seeking my next Writer gig while simultaneously throwing up in my mouth - I've really come full circle. I kicked off this adventure determined to get to New York City and independently support myself writing. Miraculously, I did that. I did it to the extent where I could even pay for my own apartment smack center in midtown Manhattan... something I never imagined I could do alone. Then, as fate has...
Namaste blog tribe I've been layin low for the past week-ish. Aside from banging out novel and writing a shit ton of poetry, not too many has flipped otherwise. Of course, when I lay low, plans and schemes take shape. So I guess it's fair to say I've also been plotting and scheming. While I am a huge fan of how life is bobbing along right now, I always have at least three feasible back up plans at my fingertips. You never know. I've also been...
Taste of Fall September tastes like apple cider in New York City. I walked through Central Park in 5am darkness that pricked with the first bite of winter’s warning. Not as hard as what was said last night. No one goes to the park this early. There’s me, a clan of serial joggers, a few cyclists and a couple of homeless people. I’m here because I have dogs. I have dogs because they get me out of the house. And it’s important for me to get...
how we keep (stay) you see. when he and i combine it is like tidal wave pulling and pushing and grabbing and wet. i stay. remain starts to be a style. my midtown hips his brooklyn hits; swelter methods evaporate flames when we are t(w)o- gether. gathering rise and sets. methods i keep him. sun up, sun down. cyclic circle moving each time he slaps in- side with just me. we stay. private. secret retaining with one. remaining. "Got some dirt...