This week is about to be consumed with AWP. I have a number of meetings with scholar/poets for potential books and I'm nervous about talking theory, but also looking forward to it since my email correspondence with everyone has been so sweet. It's tiring after 5 meetings in a day, but also a little bit exhilarating to have the chance to snap up cutting edge poetry theory projects and talk with authors about them at the early, conceptual stage. Yeah, I'm a dork.
SO, besides professional work stuff, you should come to the Octopus/Cannibal/Saltgrass booth, #457, and pick up a (most likely FREE) copy of Saltgrass. Yes, I want you to read it and then fall in love with the poets/poems/format and then submit your sweet-ass poems.
Also, come say hi to me.
Please? I will smile, offer you a Saltgrass, and then make incredibly witty banter that will convince you to be Besties with me 4Eva.
4. Please also make your way to the Small Fires Press/Pilot Press booth. There you can find my collaboration chapbook w/ Mathias that just came out with Small Fires. It's hand letterpressed and has beautiful images in it, mostly of wolves. It will turn you into a wolf pup, it will turn your paws into larger paws, turn your eyes into an Aviatrix snarl.
Sneak peak at the cover:
When We Broke the Microscope
With a title and cover like that, how can you resist?
Is that God tempting you again? Do not resist, yee heathen.
Sorry about the blatant promo. But I'm really excited about this chappy.
Now I need to go home and clean my room some more. Good night.
Do you ever make the typo "food" for "good"? I do that all the time. The G and the F are too damn close. You have no idea how many times I almost email authors, "Food news!" or "Food idea!"