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So much to report so I will get right to it:
My son is visiting from MA and I am so happy! He helped me sort of rebuild this site; I was so overwhelmed by it that I was putting it off for far too long. Thanks, Aidan!
My chapbook, Your Hand Has Fixed the Firmament, is finally out. Thank you so much to Scott and Grey Books Press for taking this little love letter on! You can own it for a mere $6, which as we all know is just .75 more than a Venti Dirty Iced Chai Latte from Starbee’s.
Additionally, I had an editor’s letter in the June issue that I felt was important; it’s all about how you build your own family. Check it out.
Zoetic Press has a new Nonbinary Review issue out: Urban Legends/ Snopes. And guess who it’s guest edited by? You’ve got it… ME! For a mere $2 you can read 29 pieces of Snopes inspired work. This was such a blast to be a part of, and I loved every second of it.
Speaking of ZP, we have an open call for Hans Christian Andersen inspired work that closes at the end of July. AND we’re hosting Write Like You’re Alive again!
Really, that’s all I have for now. Everything I’m working on is stalled while Aidan is here. He leaves next week, and while I’ll be heartbroken, at least I’ll be able to get some stuff done.
(PS: How about that new Twin Peaks?!)
A few things of note:
I wrote a very important (to me) editor’s letter for Drunk Monkeys in regards to the amount of Bukowski-esque (read: revolving around poorly written sex/ penises) submissions we receive. It is infuriating as a woman to have to deal with this malarkey, and I map out why it sucks. Stop doing that, men. No one cares.
By the way, the March issue of Drunk Monkeys is amazing.
At Zoetic Press, two things are happening: we are running a week long 24-hour turnaround on submissions for the low low price of $3. We currently have three calls for submissions, so there’s a lot to choose from!
Additionally, I am super excited to announce that I am guest editing Nonbinary Review #13: Snopes/ Urban Legends. I’ve always been obsessed with urban legends, so this is really exciting for me! Here is the call:
Did you know Snopes isn’t just a wonderland of debunked political articles your aunt emailed you? It’s also a smorgasbord of urban legends!
Nonbinary Review is now accepting submissions for issue 13: Snopes/ Urban Legends, through 5/1/17! We don’t just want politically influenced subs– we want your best “sewer rats as pets” and “I definitely saw Nessie that one time”.
We are a paying market: “NonBinary Review pays 1 cent per word for fiction and nonfiction, and a flat fee of $10 for poetry (singular poems or a suite) and $25 per piece of visual art, payable upon receipt of the signed publication contract. In return, we ask for worldwide serial rights and electronic publishing rights. NonBinary Review accepts previously published work as long as the original publication is clearly credited. All contributors will receive a complimentary copy of the issue in which their work appears.”
Complete guidelines here: https://nonbinaryreview.submittable.com/submit/69819/nbr-13-snopes-com-urban-legends
(And yes, I know that’s not a sewer rat. But still, look at that thing!)
I don’t know if it’s obvious, but I am slowly rebuilding this page, so if it seems weird for a bit, that’s why. I think only like 3 people look at it, but I felt it bears repeating.
New year, new attempt to keep up with this thing.
I edited this book, and if you are interested in the Camino de Santiago you may be interested in it! Take a look.
I recently took over as EIC of Drunk Monkeys, which is really exciting for me!
In January I was told that my chapbook, “Your Hand Has Fixed the Firmament”, was a finalist for Grey Books Press and will be published in the summer. This book is really important to me, so I am over the moon about it.
I have been writing an advice column over at Five:2:One magazine. If you need advice, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
I think that’s everything, for now. I need to get writing again but I am utterly exhausted all the time. I didn’t think February in CA would be as exhausting as in MA, but here we are.
There is so much to say and I haven’t the mental capacity to list it all! I am so exhausted all the time; it seems that even on the west coast I am bound to be thwarted by the change of seasons.
My poem “Ten Things You Told Me Before You Ate Me Out” will be forthcoming in Five 2 One Magazine‘s print edition in February.
I was a finalist for the Paper Nautilus Vella Chapbook award! Someday I will find a home for my little chapbook; every day it seems I am closer.
I also had an essay about Trump published, but it was under a pseudonym, so no link. If you know me, I am sure you know which one it was.
I am here in California, trying to adjust and get on a better work schedule. We’ll see!
I have a flash fiction piece up at Five 2 One Magazine: Sisyphus is Female and a Sophomore at Methuen High. Go ahead and read it!
August, you fickle b, where did you come from? It seems like only yesterday I was basking in the humid heat of July! (It was only yesterday). I have a few things worth reporting.
I guess before anything else I should let you all know that the special edition of Drunk Monkeys (in response to the Orlando PULSE shooting) is now out. This was such an amazing endeavor and I am so happy to have been a part of it, even from just a social media standpoint. I beg you all to read it. It has some stellar contributors.
My poem “Our Bones Will Be Our Ruins” is featured in Clever Girl issue 4. You can buy it via their website.
I finished Zoetic Press‘s 31/31 Write Like You’re Alive challenge. Well, I mean, I got like 25 pieces in, but that counts. I hosted 4 live chats on Twitter and I am considering keeping them going. I did a series of erasure poems based on Dax Riggs songs and made them into a short chapbook. If you’d want one, order one here!
In July, Pokemon Go debuted. I am going through a hard time emotionally– probably the hardest of my life, a time where old hopes are dying and new hopes are clawing desperately at the dirt covering them, trying to emerge. Pokemon Go lifts that depression and those suicidal thoughts, albeit temporarily, and my Facebook rant about those bashing it was crafted into a more viable essay that Five 2 One Magazine was kind enough to publish. Weeks later, I still love it, regardless of what the whiny babies at r/pokemongo have to say. I even got my first piece of hate mail, from a man in my city who told me to start renting here (?) and go home by 10, and when I replied to him he told me if I replied back it would be considered harassment! People are sort of crazy.
Yesterday my friend Dan and I took my son Aidan on a 5 mile scavenger hunt in Salem MA, and we caught tons of Pokemon, so shut up, ~haters~.
I think that might be it for now. It’s back to being distracted and submitting poems to different places for now.