Fortunately, in a few hours, National Novel-Writing Month will be over, in as far as I can make out. I have strictly ignored it. I write poems, so the month for me to pay attention to comes in the springtime. So what did you all ignore during the month of November? “Practically everyone in New Continue reading nonanowrimo


The poetry has been slow in coming lately. I treat it as an entity apart from myself. That way, I can tell myself that it’s in no way my own fault if I write nothing. I have (unconsciously? semiconsciously?) created a world where I am not at fault for not doing that which I can Continue reading routine