Friday, September 29, 2006
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
1. My first book of poems, The Man Suit, will be published by Black Ocean Press early next spring.
2. It has happened. And it is high time I tell you about it. My first book, The Man Suit, will be published by Black Ocean Press early next spring. I've been obsessing over this manuscript since 2002 and this past January I started writing a new manuscript of poems, Scary, No Scary. I'm pretty in love with this new manny and found it difficult to move away from TMS. I felt guilty. I was so comfortable in TMS, and felt like I knew it so well, that each poem idea that swam around in my head was unconsciously manipulated to fit in TMS's world. SNS wasn't getting the love it deserved from me. But Black Ocean made this transition so much easier--with such impeccable timing. TMS was put in their (Janaka Stucky and Carrie O. Adams) capable hands and with their close attention and care, the final draft has been hi-fived into a print factory. It is the best it can be. It is ready for you, reader. It has gotten a lot better with Janaka's and Carrie's help and with the help of a lot of other writers I admire. Thank you helpers. Sincerely. I'll put your name in there somewhere. I'll forget one of you. That person was probably the most helpful.
3. Hot dog! Damn! Whoo woo! Yes! Yesserissimo! Man Suit. Beep beep! Uh, huh. Ehr ehr. Ernie Paternie. Black Ocean 2007. Frooomage. Plankton. Back saw blade. Suitcase of moths. Plop. Plop?
4. Костюм человека будет опубликован черным океаном.
5. BUY my book The Man Suit next spring from online sources, or at a reading where I read from it, or at AWP's bookfair at the Black Ocean table. Make plans to review it. Also BUY Abraham Lincoln's Death Scene before that from horse less press. Hell, review that. I'm going to be so stinkin' rich and famous.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Today, I am wearing a jacket. It is fall now I think. I like fall and I like jackets. My jacket is navy blue and zips up. Fall is one of the seasons.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
This weekend was a heavy yardwork weekend. P, A and I got dirt under our fingernails. We cut hedges, dug up overgrown gardens, and planted and transplated bushes. It felt good. I got to use electric tools like chainsaws and hedgetrimmers.
Here is the mountain of brush that we created. Please come haul it away.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
This is one of the moments in which I am very proud to be a poet, and to live in Lincoln, NE. Lincoln brought the rock last night to the poetry bus. A lot of people showed, and they listened and cheered and laughed. It is all very promising. Lincolnites: check out what the bus thought of our stop.
Also, this was the best reading I've ever been to, and/or been a part of. It was an all-star fantasy lineup and I got sandwiched right in there. And it was so good to share beers with these folks beforehand and afterward. They are all very kind and smart and semi-attractive.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
The very cute and intelligent beyond her year, neighbor S.
Me. I, apparently, live in the house to your right.
This past weekend we held a little neighborhood labor day pot-luck celebration in our driveway. Only a 20% of all invited neighbors attended, but I am chalking the lack of participation up to inclement weather (it rained as we started to eat). I must or else I will be unbearably saddened. I made tortilla roll-ups and strawberry pie. Everybody else made a casserole. I like pot-lucks in the same way I think socialism is a good idea.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Maureen Thorson is doing great things over there at Big Game Books. Tinysides 11-15 just came out of the oven and are available for a buck a piece. My poem, "The Truth About Canada," is #11 and is probably valued at approximately $1.12 (American). So you'd be getting a deal.