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#GoodNewsTues

 

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Hello all, and happy Tuesday! I hope the world is treating you kindly so far this week. ^_^

downloadIn the course of my Intarwebs Adventures, I have encountered this lil’ #GoodNewsTues hashtag again and again (and yes, usually on Tuesday :P). I have to say, it makes me happy when I see it…and not in a Professor Farnsworth, “Good news everyone!” sort of way. I can always use some good news but yeah, now more than ever, seeing that wonderful things are still happening in people’s worlds is not just helpful, it’s necessary for cultivating a hope and faith.

It made me think…in my authorly endeavors, I will have soooooooo much good news coming down the road. And soon, too…soon enough that I’ve hit the stratosphere in my rocketing squee levels, about to break into space! Maybe it’s cheating to make a #GoodNewsTues post with no concrete details but I can wiggle around that technicality by saying that me having impending good news is…you guessed it…good news! The writing and publishing processes (trust me, they are two different beasties) are often slow, ponderous things until suddenly they go FTL and I’m so excited to note that I’m approaching the latter. Please do stay tuned, and in the next couple of weeks check back for some exciting announcements in my writing journey.

In the meantime, I hope you can find some not just good, but awesome news in your own lives, and that the rest of your Good News Tuesday is just the best. <3

 

 

 

before/after the streetlights (a poemy thing)

When I was a kid, I was a bit obsessed with streetlights. Not just because I was allowed to stay out till just past the time when they came on, but for other reasons…harder to explain reasons. Imagery from the Book of Revelations via terrifying sermons, post-apocalyptic scenes courtesy of 80’s sci-fi shows and movies, and sci-fi odds and ends from books and school all mingled in my mind to give me thinky-thoughts. I would look up at the streetlights with their buzzing, orange light and wonder–what would it take to turn off all the lights in the world? If that thing happened, would they all go out at once, a sudden there-then-not kind of thing? As I grew and my understanding of the world (power grids, physics, post-apocalyptic narratives stemming from post Cold War tensions and the 80’s Star Wars propaganda) matured, I started to see that these things that preoccupied me as a kid were still pretty scary. These things come out even now in my poetry and fiction. Streetlights, powerlines stretching for miles over grassy fields, windmills with their blinking red pilot lights, the kinds of strange machinery and structures I’d see at the edges of the military bases and the Port Authority where I grew up all blend together with my young mind’s questions, creating this personalized, complex iconography of tech. To this day, I write about when the streetlights go out. To this day, I still get chills thinking about it. I hope you are all having a good week so far, and thanks for reading!

And now, a new poem:

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before/after the streetlights

 

Be in before the streetlights come on, mom calls out

and her voice slaps flat against the sides of houses

and the summerhot asphalt

and my scrambling footfalls echo back–

 

I run till the street ends in woods and it’s darker.

Before the streetlights, what was there?

Fireflies and distant blinking stars only go so far

in holding back the night–

 

Before the streetlights, one kind of darkness

and after? What happens when the white light

eats the sky, when the generators die–will the streetlights

and stoplights and house lights all go out at once?

 

Will I be able to see to run? Be in before the streetlights

come on, I tell my blue shadow and look up at the metal

and orange light and down at the crumbling street

and I hum and I try not to be afraid of the after

April Is The Busiest Month

Sorry, T.S. Eliot, for intentionally misquoting you. #sorrynotsorry

April has been crazy-busy for me. Travel, work, unexpected projects, unexpected stuff and things…simply madness. Such deadlines. Many industry. Wow.

The good thing about being busy? Well, I have some awesome news that I can share and we all know, sharing is caring. ;)

First up, my upcoming Freebie Friday. My poetry e-chapbook East of the Sun, West of the Moon will be available for free this Friday and Saturday, April 29-30. Since National Poetry Month is drawing to a close, I might as well end it in celebration! Stop by, nab a copy, and read a fairytale reinvented in epic verse because that’s what all the cool kids do.

Next, SEKRIT WRITINGS are still go, go, going. I’m making ever more progress on a Super Secret Project of Awesome that I hope to be able to announce this summer. Huzzah for mysterious enterprises!

So, world, what are you up to? Here’s wishing you happy reading, happy living, and all the best in the coming days, in the coming moments, in all that you do!

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