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Resale: Vampiric Fluff

Sky Warrior BooksMy poem, Vampiric Fluff, has been accepted for inclusion in the forthcoming These Vampires Don’t Sparkle anthology from Sky Warrior Books edited by Carol Hightshoe. Carol and Sky Warrior Books are the same team behind Zombiefied! An Anthology of All Things Zombie a few years ago, which included one of my poems. Zombiefied is remarkable to me because it’s one of a very small number of anthologies I’ve been published in which has earned enough royalties that I received a royalty cheque in addition to my original payment.

Anywho… Vampiric Fluff was originally published back in 2007, so it’s been a while since it has been in print. I’m excited that it found a home with These Vampires Don’t Sparkle πŸ™‚

Published: Hereditary Delusions

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This Sunday’s prompt is a first line: β€œWhen the dust settled, a man stood there, clothed in white.”

I used the prompt right there (supplied by Beth Cato to NaNoLJers) to write a poem entitled Hereditary Delusions which was published today at Every Day Poets. As you’ll see when you read it, I didn’t use that exact line and I didn’t use it to start the poem but it inspired it nevertheless. Sometimes when I post story prompts and such at NaNoLJers people email me and say ‘Can I just change this–‘ Dude, they are just story prompts. They aren’t meant to feel restrictive, exactly the opposite, in fact. I think it’s important to know that it’s okay to bend the rules sometimes*–especially when it comes to finding inspiration.

…anyway, I’ve totally gotten off the point of this post which was that Hereditary Delusions is up and available online for you to read for free, so please take a peek and let me know what you think πŸ™‚

*Those times never include when it comes to following submission guidelines though LOL

Published: Their Closet Existence

I felt like I should go take a photograph of my closet to go with the announcement but after about half a second of thought I dismissed that idea LoL

My poem, “Their Closet Existence” was published today on Every Day Poets. On its surface this is a poem about mine and Jo’s closet, but on a deeper level I think it’s about who we are. Deep or shallow, I am really proud of this poem and I hope you’ll take a look and give it a read.

Sale: Potty Party Girl

Kitties at workMy poem, Potty Party Girl, has been accepted for inclusion in a future issue of Gold Dust Magazine. Potty Party Girl is a weird little piece that I wrote as part of a poem-a-day challenge (I don’t remember which one off the top of my head). I was pretty sure it was just going to sit on my hard drive collecting dust because, as you may have guessed from the title, it would be a wee bit difficult to place. Then I discovered Gold Dust Magazine and I thought it would be a good fit. Turns out the editors thought so too, which means I’ll be able to share the poem with you come December πŸ™‚

As to that photograph… well Gold Dust didn’t have a handy logo and I thought this post needed something, so I decided to use this one. A picture of how I write first drafts. I try to keep the cats off my notebooks but in this case I stepped away for just a second…

Fuck It

I’m revising and transcribing poems from my April Poem a Day notebook onto my computer to send out. The prompt for Day Fourteen was “A Sonnet”.

I don’t love sonnets, I find iambic pentameter awkward and just not my favourite. That being said, I’ve written a couple I was pretty pleased with… but not this April. The top of my page for that day says “Day Fourteen — A Sonnet” It is then followed by two and a half pages of things that have been written and then scribbled out. And then, finally, the poem I ended up with this:

Fuck It

I’m supposed to write a sonnet
but my pen doesn’t know how.
It keeps inking haiku,
limericks and jokes (low-brow).

I’m supposed to write a sonnet,
that is fourteen lines long
but all of my rhymes
are far too sing-song.

I’m supposed to write a sonnet
minding rhythm and feet
but it’s not going to happen
so I might as well cheat.

I’m supposed to write a sonnet,
but I wrote this instead.

It made me lawl so I thought I’d share it. I hope no one was offended by the profanity.

Ya know, one day I’m going to self-pub a book full of my bad poetry and give it away. Just for the hell of it.

Published: Lost Miners

7 x 20 MagazineMy poem, Lost Miners, was published on Seven by Twenty today as a way of commemorating the anniversary of the Westray mining disaster.

Re-reading it now I can see that I made an error. It should be 26 pairs of boots, not 26 boots but it’s too late to change it now.

Sale: The Day After


My poem, The Day After, has been accepted for inclusion at Napalm and Novocain — a webzine which features poetry with a theme of romance’s aftermath. I don’t often write things which would fall into that category but in going through some of my old poems on Monday I discovered one which did.

I’m pleased to know it has found a home outside of my computer. And so quickly too. Talk about a fantastic response time LOL