What am I doing writing-wise? If I am writing a lazy word like “writing-wise,” you can bet that my writing is getting rusty. I have a lot of work to catch up on and don’t feel much like writing, although last weekend, I did manage to write a draft of a poem for the chapbook project focusing on family history. We’ll see how well the poem reads when I take it out in a week or two for a second glance.
I have two poems for the chapbook coming out in the museum of americana and one in California Journal of Poetics. These should all be out before the end of the year.
An experimental flash nonfiction piece I began in the course Marie and I took last summer is being published by Phoebe.
But in general I don’t feel much like writing right now. My mind is too cluttered with other “goings-on.” It’s not exactly monkey mind, which is more restless and unsetted. It’s just overly full, like trying to get to sleep at night when you have too much on your mind. Maybe I need a rest from writing. Or not.
Do you think a writer should force the issue and write through those busy head times like Dory says?
If so, maybe I should get off WordPress and into Word?
On another subject, is this little boy so precious? With little kids like this, we do have hope for the future.
