Stomping on Baby Tomato
10/10/11 11:24 PM
Liebamour issue 3 is out, which includes my poem “Change of Address,” newly-moved from the password-protected vault to the public archives. It took a bit of a formatting tumble in the move to the printed page, so the version on this site is the version I intended people to read.
Got a rejection from Cave Wall, but finished a draft of a new poem, so my backlog now stands at 13 poems and 24 submissions. I’ve barely been submitting anything lately, but hope to catch up soon. Soonish. Maybe.
Instead, I’ve been spending a whole lot of time laying out the first issue of Constellations, which has been a blast. It’s nearly done; I’m waiting on a bio or two, and I need to get the art in there and then send proofs to the contributors in case any errors crept in. After that, we’ll do a test copy and see what we get. I’m just the hired help for this project, but it’s really got me thinking that maybe in my voluminous spare time I could actually put out my own journal, which has been a lurking want for a while, now. Back at the dawn of time I put out four issues of a zine called Happy Meal that people generally liked, and I had a lot of fun with it. I miss that.
In the meantime, I’ll be crossing all the fingers I have and more until the Vallum Award for Poetry results are posted on Wednesday. Please send good luck and calming vibes my way.
Got a rejection from Cave Wall, but finished a draft of a new poem, so my backlog now stands at 13 poems and 24 submissions. I’ve barely been submitting anything lately, but hope to catch up soon. Soonish. Maybe.
Instead, I’ve been spending a whole lot of time laying out the first issue of Constellations, which has been a blast. It’s nearly done; I’m waiting on a bio or two, and I need to get the art in there and then send proofs to the contributors in case any errors crept in. After that, we’ll do a test copy and see what we get. I’m just the hired help for this project, but it’s really got me thinking that maybe in my voluminous spare time I could actually put out my own journal, which has been a lurking want for a while, now. Back at the dawn of time I put out four issues of a zine called Happy Meal that people generally liked, and I had a lot of fun with it. I miss that.
In the meantime, I’ll be crossing all the fingers I have and more until the Vallum Award for Poetry results are posted on Wednesday. Please send good luck and calming vibes my way.