-Better get going assembling Words of Flight, poems of tribute, volume 3 to sub to publishers next year. Overwhelming whittling the pile of Maybes down to 50 poems. It’s hard to believe how much poetry I wrote from 2009-2012.
-What in hell possessed me to try to publish all 5 books of the autobiographical pentology by December 31, 2014? Madness!!!
Autumn at last! My second book of poems is close to publication by ALL CAPS Publishing even as I remain faithful to my year of prose-writing commitment.
The cover for my first novella is in second-draft phase; typing is slow but sure for the microfiction collection. So I will have to wrestle with templates to get the Tell-Tale Chapbooks self-pubs done this year. That’s okay, there are 4 months left in the year 🙂
Finances being what they aren’t, I’ve resigned myself to the fact that my memoir will not be out this year. Okay…breathe. There, I said it, and the floor didn’t crumble. Life goes on.
Photos and links when works are published. Sleep for now.