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New poem in A River & Sound Review, an Honor, and Other News

When you’re a submitting writer, it’s part of the natural course of things that some weeks go better than others. Rejections usually come in bunches, and they come more frequently in the fall, when school is back in, journals are opening for submissions, and everyone is looking to get a head start on the coming year’s work load.

Having occupied many roles in the publication cycle, from the rejector to the rejectee, the acceptor to the acceptee, I am quite fascinated and appreciative of the whole process. A lot of work goes in at all ends, making the moments when it all comes together that much more worth it.

New poem in Issue 9 of River & Sound Review 

Last week, my poem “The White Between the Frames” was featured in Issue 9 of A River and Sound Review. This crew doesn’t operate too far from me, and about a year and a half ago I had the honor of winning their five minute poem challenge. The editing team was a real treat to work with on some revisions of the poem, and I have to say it was one of the most enjoyable publication processes I’ve ever been a part of.

So, if you haven’t already, please take the time to read through their latest issue, and if you don’t already, follow them on Twitter (@RSRSeattle) and Facebook. Poetry editor Michael Schmeltzer runs the show online, and he’s always ready with a good quip or a Philosoraptor-worthy question. But yeah, check ’em out and tell them what good work they do.

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Zombie Poem Infects Pismire Poetry

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About two weeks ago, my zombie poem “Secret Origin” graced the seventh flight of Pismire Poetry. And for my second publication credit in a row, I’m featured alongside Nick Courtright.

Pismire has a pretty great aesthetic. You call in to their Google phone number, where a robot prompts you to leave a poem as a message. And then you do just that. It’s pretty fun to listen to garbled voicemails as poems, so I suggest you go check it out.

My Darling, I Can’t Get Enough Zombie Haiku. #NationalPoetryMonth – Day 13 of 30

I gotta admit it, people: I’m beaten six ways to Sunday this week. Still plugging through this National Poetry Month thing, and I’m loving it. But holy hell I was tired last night.

I was still able to squeeze out this haiku, though. What is it about this form that works so well with zombies?

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Hooray for the weekend.

Zombie Haiku Coming at You. National Poetry Month – Day 11 of 30

Another zombie haiku for you today. I’ve really gotta thank my mom for those magnets.

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More Zombie Haiku! National Poetry Month – Day 8 of 30

I have a feeling there are going to be a few of these zombie haikus

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Zombies Show up for National Poetry Month – Day 5 of 30

For me, zombies have been showing up every day this poetry month as I work toward finishing this silly collection of mine. But today you get a zombie haiku.

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I used this as a warmup for the actual writing afterwards, but I’m actually thinking about creating space in my collection for some of these little snippets. What do you think?

National Poetry Month – 2/30


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For over a year, I’ve been subscribed to Poets & Writers‘s weekly writing prompts. I haven’t really had a chance to use them, because I wasn’t doing all that much creative writing last year.

In sitting down to resume a project that I first began in 2009, I’ve always known it was going to be hard to shake off the cobwebs and get back into that world, but I’ve also known that I had to if I was ever going to be satisfied with this as a collection.

Anyway, the writing prompts felt like a good way to jump back in, taking some of the pressure off trying to come up with an idea. I got this:

Write a poem that is a list of people, places, and/or things that you long for.

Not bad, and it certainly felt like a concept that could fit into a post-apocalyptic zombie dreamscape, so I set my timer for a half-hour and went for it.

Didn’t end up following the prompt exactly. I began to describe several images, but kept deliberately falling short, allowing images in the foreground to obscure the backgrounds the prompt called for. If that makes any sense.

Anyway, it’s in rough form, but I think I actually just found a very useful device for the collection. Ever since I read Joshua Young’s When the Wolves Quit, I’ve been acutely aware of the need for counter-narrative—and sometimes just complete changes of pace.

So, it felt like a good start in that direction. Making headway on a new thread has been one of the main goals for a long time. Something to explore down the road, and a chance, I think, to get to know the story’s main character a little bit better.