Well, it’s been three months (Feb to Apr) since I’ve sequestered myself to become a poet. It’s been a three-part expedition – study the rules of poetry, make contact with professional poetic concerns, and pen a couple of poems myself. So far, three magazines have accepted my output – Valparaiso, Picaroon, and Spark. I’ll create links to those soon on this site.
I’d originally intended to scribe just 40 or 50 poems, but as of today, I’ve written 100. I anticipate, in the next few months, I’ll get more acceptances. At that time I’ll start collating the best of my works into a book to present to poetry publishers.
As I’ve explained before, writing poetry keeps me on the straight and narrow. Even on those days when I just want to yell, “Fuck it!” I keep on plodding on, hoping my poems will see the light of day in some prestigious magazine. These days it’s what I live for.
A mixed bipolar episode, for those who don’t know, means the afflicted is suffering from down-in-the-dumps depression along with higher-than-high aspirations at the same time. For the past few months, I’ve wanted nothing more than to jump headfirst into an active volcano and erase all that is Robin from the face of the earth. While thinking that, I also managed to write a book of poems. I still don’t know what I’ll call the collection but I’m hoping it’ll be in print by this summer or fall. I really have in mind one publisher to handle my book, Copper Canyon Press right here in Port Townsend. Their requirement is some of my poems had to have been published by other concerns. I’ve thus taken the liberty of sending out my poems for consideration in the hope that, if I get at least five or ten of them published, Copper Canyon would sign my book. We’ll see.
I had a good laugh when I saw this a few days ago. Thanks, who ever made it. It was just the bit of humor I needed in these low times.
In other news, I’m in the middle of editing the galley of my first book, Wetland and Other Stories. It’s looking good so far. I should be done by tomorrow. I don’t have a timetable for its release yet but I’m guessing it should be out in two or three months. Yay! I’ve released books before but those were on my own college company, Sound Off Press. I wish I could find those juvenile books now. They had not only short stories but also poems and illustrations. Ah. The good ol’ creative days at Iowa State.
2001 Kia Optima LX
First, I rejoined the transportation world today. I bought a maroon 2001 Kia Optima LX. (No doubt I bought this Korean export because I’ve been watching a lot of Korean films lately). It has some minor issues but nothing that a little love can’t fix. I also officially became a “writer” today. There’s a certain criteria poets and writers have to make before their websites can be listed at Poets & Writers. In my case, I would have to be published in at least six journals to qualify. Since I qualified, they listed this site today. Those are the good news. The bad news is I’ll have to find a job quickly because I’m running out of funds. Anyway, I’m not worried. There’s still enough space under the Ballard Bridge to accomodate one more vagrant.