This year has started off pretty fucking good outside of insomnia to the point of hallucination (YAY ME) and I’ve already fallen down once.
First up my friend Dena interviewed me for Luna Luna Magazine and you can get it here.
Also I got my first poetry acceptance in forever. I am pretty stoked about that.
I am three rejections deep into the new year. One stung like a son of a bitch and two were super complimentary.
The shit balances out.
Uh other than that nothing super new is going down.
I have been writing some flash. I tried some noirish gangster flash. It’s not particularly a story-story but I like it.
I need to get to going with submissions and shit. I feel like I need to rearrange my writing time. Do I want to wait until I get home where I want to just go the fuck to bed or do I bring Bloop (my computer) with me and write somewhere for an hour at night and thus make my day outside of home go up to 14 hours?
Probably the former. My partner got me an adorable lap desk and I will get myself one of those bed recliner pillow things.
I will be updating my website here soon and please don’t forget. Women writers, if you know wo
