Wednesday, March 14, 2018
I'm reviving the chapbook! a record of night is available on Amazon! This chapbook contains my favorite poems that I wrote during college and my soon-to-be-legally-over marriage (angsty divorce poems not currently forthcoming). If you are into nature imagery, love, and longing, this chapbook is for you!
Over the next several weeks, I'll share with you some of the poetry contained in the book. If you like what you hear, please share the images or buy the chapbook (buy the chapbook!).
Don't forget leave a review and rate the chapbook at Amazon! It will help raise visibility and your feedback means a lot to me.
Wednesday, January 31, 2018
I was invited to be on the Out in Comics: LGBTQ Trends in Popular Culture panel (room 2503A) from 2-3 pm. Please come check out all the amazing panelists and watch me say things confidently that I instantly regret. Jokes, jokes, I'm sure it will be years before I regret them. Or when I'm trying to go to sleep and I can't remember if I said something or didn't. But I promise, I will definitely say them with a great deal of confidence.
My doodle blog can be found at http://foonalina.tumblr.com
Monday, January 29, 2018
- Spoken poetry series based on a record of time. I've been thinking about this for a little while. I could read out poems from my chapbook and link to the actual chapbook in case folks are interested in buying the kindle copy.
- Definitely starting to work on a second chapbook. Posting new poetry here is something that has helped my productivity in the past but if I'm interested in submitting to journals rather than self publishing again, this would be a poor choice. Do I go the route I know works for me or do I try something more traditional to see if I can make it happen?
- Do more "little poetry reading" posts more, because that is fuuuuuuuuuuuun.
- Perhaps do an audio book of my Mauri Kor books? If I do this, I won't be able to publish it through a legit publisher. Maybe my goal should be to finish this book and then start a new one and podcast it as I go. But I definitely want to get this last book finished before I start in on a new one. Maybe I could pick up the weird kitty people mad scientist horror story I was working on. OR I could do a series of short stories! That would be fun, too.
Sunday, January 28, 2018
I woke up, drank some coffee, and felt pulled to some of my old favorite books of poetry. The bookshelf, it calls. This post isn't about creating today, but about sharing- sharing some poetry that I love. Forgive all of my ums and uhs, because I'm hopeless without scripting or editing, but I didn't want to overthink this.
So if you're still drinking your barely-morning coffee and want to listen to some poems, please feel free click on the links below.
Demeter's Prayer to Hades by Rita Dove
First & Second Fig by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Strange Fruit by Seamus Heaney
Wednesday, January 24, 2018
And I like writing with her, next to her, about her, so. Maybe it's time to revive the poetry portion of this blog again. That's where the creatures live, anyway.
I'm 100% sure nobody really reads my blog. Anyway here's a sassy poem.
The quiet of your bedroom,
or the hush of fresh snow
on a meadow or an abandoned lot
between two looming
city buildings at 3 am.
The way your skin tastes,
salt, a kalamata olive, after night
and the way we tangle like sweaty hair,
breath at the nape of your neck.
The way you punctuate your sighs
like the dropped fragments of
Sappho's lost volumes, or thunder
that rolls up from your stomach
and slips out in a jaw-clenched growl.
The way young women speak with
a flip at the end of their sentence, a question on pointe,
like we don't know how this will end
but breathless, stumbling, we find our way.
Sunday, December 10, 2017
Well, 2017 has been quite a shit year, if you will pardon my language. However, I am close to finishing the second book of my Prophecy series and someday another person might read it. #goals
I took the Facebook app off my phone and I'm hoping that helps me accomplish a bit better balance in my life.
May the muse be with you and your own never dry.
May next year kick 2017s ass.