It’s already April, and I can hardly believe it. It’s been so busy prepping for classes and grading papers, that I haven’t been able to get it together to send out my poems. But this is not good! Summer is like winter for poets and short-story writers–it’s the dead season for literary journals. Which means spring is like autumn – the last gasp before down time. So if you’re like me, force yourself to find some time to research and send out submissions before most of the reading periods are over.
And after the dead season is over, when it’s time for fall submissions, may you receive lots of acceptance letters. Okay, time to get going.
An interesting conversation is brewing about if everyone was a poet. But, poets have a special gift. One we freely give. A poet can’t simply be churned out in a creative writing class. That’s what we see here!