Deadlines looming all around me with a creative non-fiction essay and a chapbook contest entry both due tomorrow. But it feels good to be busy and to have these projects and it feels even better that I have taken them upon myself.
Now let’s see if I can squeeze some more time out of the clock to blog about New York, the Great Snow Storm That Wasn’t, the differences between the MTA & BART, Barb’s reading, my current reading list, my sense of place and how in poetry world I am trying to make a dollar (full manuscript) out of fifteen cents (my chapbook project).