He just tried to kill me.
I stepped on him as I was coming down the stairs with armsful of laundry. As I started to tumble down the stairs, all I could think of was that Steve was going to come home on Sunday and find me dead with my head in the bookcase at the foot of the stairs.
Pardon my while I bleed all over my blog. I’m turning purple.
Check out Rebecca of Writing Blind who reviews Sandra Cisneros’s Loose Woman.
To Kentucky.
So I will have a whole weekend to fiddle around and get nothing accomplished. Oh, I’ll claim that I’ll be busy, but I cannot tell a lie. When Steve leaves, I get all discombobulated.
I am supposed to be starting the next phase of my course, but I really just feel like puttering. Putter. Putter.
Steve wants to go away for the weekend. I’m exhausted just thinking about it. Putter.
Well, I predicted that I’d be able to make pseudophakia available before Independence Day, and here it is.
I would encourage anyone who has considered publishing through Lulu to do it! It’s remarkably simple, and I got a copy this morning and was really impressed with the quality. It looks like I knew what I was doing. I didn’t.
My heartfelt thanks to Gabriel, Wendy, and Howard for their help.
If I sound like a complete doofus, I’d like to know sooner rather than later!
I don’t watch the American style, but I suppose my snobbery thinks that if it’s on BBC America it isn’t quite as trashy. That snobbery would be wrong.
Ah, the things dedicated people will put up with for their passions. POD-dy Mouth has some advice for would-be authors here. Trust me, it’s worth the read.
Be prepared to snap your fingers and tap your toes as Dean Martin provides today’s soundtrack.
Today I sent in my list of recordings for The Goodnight Show, and Didi invited me to make any comments I wanted. Really, all I wanted to say was “Please don’t hate me if I mangled your poem!” So I just said thank you and will keep my fingers crossed.
Julie Carter, making enemies through poetry, one reading at a time!
Some poems really are much harder to read aloud than others, and it isn’t necessarily because the sounds are particularly dense or tricky. Some poets put a “that” or an “as” where I wouldn’t, or leave them out where I would put them in, and I find myself stumbling. One poem had a mini tongue twister that I never would have noticed without trying to record it. And I’m sure my rather plain Jane interpretations aren’t what the poets were always hoping for. Still, this is a fun venture and I’m glad to be a part of it. I’ll link to the show when it airs.