Monday, April 26, 2010

It's Alive!

Dave Bonta over at Via Negativa read Barefoot and Listening as part of his "book a day" challenge for National Poetry Month!

Read his thoughts (which made me smile lots) right here!

Thank you, Dave!!!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

National I-haven't-written-a-damn-thing-all-month Month

You know, I could make a million excuses about the AWP, about how Weave is in that period of crunch time leading up to our next issue's debut, about how I've got approximately eleventy billion TypewriterGirls shows this spring/summer starting this week (you should come to some of them!), about how I'm trying to spend more time with my long-suffering husband and child, but the truth is that I'm just a lazy fuck.

I have ideas - a plethora of ideas. Ideas are not poems.

I might be heading out to the Grand Midway Hotel this weekend. That usually forces me to write. Ah, old haunted hotel in a dead coal mining town - what would I do without you?

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Pretty much an entry where I geek about the awesomeness of other editors

AWP was, of course, a fantastic time. I always worry about it and then it's always in the top ten favorite weeks out of the year. I realized while I was out there that I absolutely love other editors. Matt and Roxane of Pank are lovely, lovely people - they put so much work and time and energy and awesometude into Pank and it really, really shows. I endeavour to be more Roxane-and-Matt-ish.

Also, shout out of Aaron Burch of Hobart (who I may or may not have creeped out by declaring "oh my god, be my new best friend!" mid-panel). I certainly hope that he is able to make it out to Pittsburgh and read his amazing work at a TypewriterGirls show in the future. I was gunning for his presence at TypwriterGirls Gone Furry, but we shall see.

Bill and Lisa of Slack Buddha are also on my The AWP Would Have Been Significantly Less Awesome Without You list. They made the TypwriterGirls show at the Mercury a fun time. Lisa is one sexy whiskey runner. Also, good at quieting down a drunk and rowdy audience.

Also! Ohmygoodness! I got to meet Yusef Komunyakaa, who has been my favorite poet for about ten years. He was gracious and very kind and he signed my book happily and was touched when I told him that reading his poetry about the Vietnam War has made me feel closer to my father and he's going to be in Pittsburgh this year!!!! I'm really hoping that, if nothing else, they will need volunteers to help out with that reading. 'Cause I'll be first in line.

Also also! I got to meet Anne Waldman (who is lovely and sweet, too) and Gary freakin' Snyder! Gary Snyder. For reals. More book signing occurred. More rambling by me. More gracious and kind reactions from totally awesome famous poets who are probably used to fangirls like me at this point.

At some point I'll make a more substantial post wherein I talk about Deep Things regarding writing and poetry - but for now, people are awesome. Editors are awesome. I love Yusef Komunyakaa, Anne Waldman, and Gary Snyder. Yay, AWP.

Monday, March 29, 2010

On the radio!

I had the great honor and pleasure of being part of an interview on The Moe Green Poetry Show with Naomi Shihab Nye and two of the other lovely poets in Time You Let Me In: 25 Poets Under 25.

I didn't ramble too embarassingly, I don't think, though I did babble a tiny bit about Facebook (ah, the youth of today!). I also talked about my ex-boyfriend's cat. And Mihnea's ex-girlfriend's cat. And the universal cat. It totally applied to poetry. For real.

Some semi-intelligent things came out of my mouth too, about the concept of the other in the anthology, and I might have called Naomi the nicest poet ever (I stand by this statement).

Also, Naomi Shihab Nye called my poetry edgy. I've wondered before if I'm an edgy poet...

Thursday, March 18, 2010

I'm a little sick today, but that's not going to stop me! I feel better than I did yesterday and am going to trust that a good night's sleep tonight will fix me right up.

Tomorrow my super-talented friend Crystal Hoffman and I will be heading to New York City to perform at the Dada Poetry Salon at the Cornelia Street Cafe. Crystal is my partner in crime for the TypewriterGirls, and is an amazing poet to boot. (You can read her poetry in Weave issue 01 - only 7 copies left!, FRiGG, and soon in A cappella Zoo's sure-to-be-fabulous 4th issue! I do love A cappella Zoo. If you order issue 4 by March 20th you can get a free copy of issue 1, and, lo and behold, that's the one I'm in! It's the TypewriterGirls Special!)

In less than a month the AWP will be upon us. Weave and the TypewriterGirls will both be heading to this writer party to end all writer parties. Weave will be sharing a table with Open Thread, Caketrain, Pear Noir!, and a couple other Pittsburgh literary lovelies and I will be speaking on the panel The In Sound from Way Out: From Submission to Publication along with editors from Pank, Hobart, Lumberyard, and Bateau. It's way more fun and awesomeness than should be allowed on a Thursday morning, quite frankly.

That very same day Crystal and I will have to crash in some famous poet's hotel room for a nap (we're thinking Gary Snyder), because Thursday night the TypewriterGirls are performing at the Mercury Cafe along with an eclectic array of poets, including TypewriterGirls favorite, Sandra Beasley! Yay! Come witness TypewriterGirls Do Dead Poets - we promise to be entertaining. Also to give you whiskey.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Just a very quick post to say...

...the anthology's out!

Time You Let Me In: 25 Poets Under 25 edited by Naomi Shihab Nye

I'm in there along with a whole bunch of other super-talented ladies and gentlemen. I actually haven't received my contributor copy yet, but I've seen a copy and it is quite lovely. A local bookstore has already agreed to carry it. Hooray and joy!

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Snow

It's snowing here in Pittsburgh again. If I look to my right and crane my neck a bit I can watch it fall against the backdrop of the red brick office building across the street from my red brick office building.

I want it to snow and snow and snow and snow and never stop.