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A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-Four-Hundred-And-Six

I am excited to share that I have confirmation for an event this Summer at Pete's Candy Store in Brooklyn.  It is going to be on the evening of July 13th, though I am not certain of the exact time at the moment.  There are still a lot of details that are being worked out, if I am honest, but I am really eager.  Pete's is a venue that has been around for at least a quarter century and I recall attending events there in the past, and I feel quite excited that they wanted to partner with me for this.  I'll share more as things develop and I have some real details.  It is still a ways off, but I am really excited with how things seem to be shaping up.

Poem: I understand the choice

I understand the choice and it is not a bad choice and I might agree with it if I did not disagree, that is, if I did not, instead have a different thought, but it still not a bad choice and I won't complain or not very much, not any more than I already have.

A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-Four-Hundred-And-Five

There are only a few days left for the presale of Blaze without Burning.  If I am honest, the numbers for sales are not what I had hoped they might be.  Of course, there is still a huge amount to do and I am hopeful that things are still percolating.  I know that there is a lot of opportunity as we keep working on events and all of that.  Readings and signings are, I think, a huge opportunity and I am very excited about working towards that.  At the moment, there are a few things cooking, some of which I am very eager to share details about, but I am not certain what has been nailed down yet, and I don't want to jinx anything.

Poem: Is that a question

Is that a question you think I should answer? I wonder if it is right for me to do that or if I am  sensing a place I do not wish to go. I am not suggesting it is wrong or a danger or you have intentions, any kind, anything more than curiosity, but some questions want answers that hide  in dark places, or want revelations of information I chose to keep hidden, or to make singular the possibilities I pluralized. It is not  that I won't say, but maybe  I have said all the things that I know.

A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-Four-Hundred-And-Four

I am thinking a lot about the idea of creating a full length poetry collection.  I've definitely got enough work for that, and much that I am quite proud of, but the real key, for me, is in discovering a way to bring the poems together so it is a cohesive work.  That is what makes Blaze without Burning into more than just a bunch of poems in the same volume, I think, and I want to be able to continue to do that.  The question is figuring out ways to do it that don't just feel like I am repeating what I have done before, but instead seem like they are building on it.

Poem: I want to explain it

I want to explain it but first I need to know what it is for myself and I  am still lost discovering what is meant. It is not simple to know. I do these things, get caught in them: my actions happen again. I only notice when it is too late. There is a reason, I am certain, a starting point, a place from which it has grown. I would tell you. I promise I would. It is kept as a secret only because I don't know for myself.

A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-Four-Hundred-And-Three

I have not been getting very good sleep lately.  I think it is the Bi-PAP that I use for my sleep apnea, and I spoke to the doctor about getting it checked out, but I don't know what is going on with that, as I haven't heard anything.  I just know that I've been very tired lately and would like if I could get a bit more rest out of my efforts at sleeping.