Thursday, August 25, 2005

I see London, I see France...

Well, actually, I don't see either of them. I see my monitor and my desk and my cats and my glass of water and my bills and poems that need to go in the mail. Axe, on the other hand, sees Nick tonight. I am happy for/envious of him at once. But less envious than I usually am about these things, as he so deserves a night of wild, screaming fervor and Nick-ness.

Got poems accepted to publications over the last few days; Drunken Boat and The Christian Century took two each. Three of the four poems come from the manuscript I am currently pimping out.

Let's do the math, shall we?

There are 51 poems in the book. Of these 51, 27 (that's right, kiddies, TWENTY-SEVEN) of them have seen or will shortly see publication in some form or another. So, if I divide 27 by 51, that's 52.9411...% of the poems in the fucking book are or will be published. Over half.

Now, it's good -- right? -- that peeps like the poems, huzzah? But shit, man, it sorta seems like the whole damn book will get published individually before someone comes up to me with a Yes, I said yes I will Yes and I, I, so Sally Field-ish in my ingenue-eyed tearing up might reply--They like me! They really like me!

But I don't mean to complain. Really, I don't. Call it... venting.

For those in the Austin area who are interested,the Texas Moratorium Network is rallying and marching this Saturday in protest of a black woman scheduled to be executed on September 14. If this execution is carried out, she will be the first black woman in Texas to be put to death by the state since the Civil War. I urge those of you upon whom the Lord puts this burden heavy on your heart to consider not only marching, but writing the governor regarding this matter. See the link for details.

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