So I'm doing it?
It's been a long 8 days. This is what the hollowdays do to me. I can't cope. Going to my parents was hard--my dog, Poopy, decided she couldn't do the big gathering and barked the entire time and/or hid whereas Susie Bean just happily traipsed around and gave kisses and peed on carpet and battered her cousin dauschunds. Too much work. I will not do hollowdays with children ages 2-5. They will stay at home with a box of granola bars. You don't know if I'm kidding and I like that about you.
Right now I'm watching GOT and trying to submit poems. I've sent one out but I forgot the attachment. Gah. So I resent it :( dope. I also applied to a job in Madison for teaching poetry at the university of Wisconsin. I'm not crossing my fingers bc it would be a dumb transition--though probably good for my career. But, I would love love love some positive affirmation.
The whole book thing is really weighing on me. I feel like I need more hype, like more poems out and generating buzz before the final product hits the shelves. I'm going to spend more time this new year submitting my work. I've really slacked on that front.
Speaking of the new year, I want to do some ceremony, some something to help me reach my goals or even conceive of goals. The last year has felt so disappointing bc I've been too afraid to be myself let alone go after what I want. I'm tired of that. But how to conceptualize it, how to verbalize it? Those are questions I plan to answe these next few days as I get back to myself and to writing.