Special delivery! My author copies of TGCM are here!
My author copies of The Grief Committee Minutes have arrived! I had a vision for how I wanted to capture the moment with an “unboxing” video, and amazingly, I was
My author copies of The Grief Committee Minutes have arrived! I had a vision for how I wanted to capture the moment with an “unboxing” video, and amazingly, I was
Those of you who’ve followed my news know my new book of poems is forthcoming from Saint Julian Press. The official publication date is Sept. 15…less than two months away!
I’m delighted to share that my debut full-length book of poems is coming soon from Saint Julian Press! After three years of circulating my manuscript, three editors, three finalist designations
I’m still smiling at the amazing experience I had at Fairmont State University from 3/21-24 for the Kestrel Celebration of Issue #50.
I was thrilled to be invited to Fairmont State University to join the Kestrel team for a full weekend & celebration of Issue #50, to which I’m a contributor. It’ll
Bring it, 2024! A sweet highlight of 2023 came toward the end of it, and I’m hoping portends more good news in the months to come. My full-length collection made
I haven’t written a lot of new poems lately, choosing to concentrating instead on submitting poems within my book manuscript that have yet to find a home. So when I
Hooray for late summer news! My little manuscript is being read and considered by several different publishers right now. I tend to dismiss my chances for earlier versions of the
My first-book manuscript, The Grief Committee, has gotten a little love! I’m thrilled. I learned a few weeks ago that I was a finalist for the Marsh Hawk Poetry Prize,
I am just back from an incredible visit to Seattle, where I attended my second-ever AWP (Associated Writers and Writing Programs) conference. So much activity, so little time! I enjoyed
During my morning walk with the dog today, I took notice of a viburnum shrub exploding in full flower. While I’ve no doubt passed this shrub for at least a
This isn’t a poetry-related post, but it’s been my first Christmas/holiday season without my mother, and the first in which I have had to acknowledge myself an orphan — a