I just read through the AWP Conference Schedule and now I can't wait. It's only a month away. Zoinks.I have two poems in the new issue of Harpur Palate. I wonder if they'll be handing out more of those edible poems this year. "It's All Too Much" is from Prairie Fever, and "The New Math" is from my new manuscript (which isn't about math, luckily).
Here's a cool interview with Simone Muench in Dislocate.
I have another cold, folks. Going for the world's record this year.
When you teach Saturday classes, there's really no weekend.
On Sunday I'll be cheering on New Words 2007 winner Jay Robinson at the O'Neil House.
Tonight is Dustin Grella at Summit Artspace.
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After so many colds, being sick becomes the norm and then not being sick is the new sick, no?
Did that make any sense at all?
Great peach pic, btw.
Wow. So many troubles with the new blogger. I was not Frank for a minute there. For real.
Man, I cannot wait for AWP--this'll be my first.
Hope to see you there, Mary B.
Yes, and it might be my last AWP if I don't start writing this paper.
I kept getting sick too, even with Airborne (which my pharmacist friend said is worthless).
Try garlic. The "odorless" garlic tablets work like magic!
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