It’s a good day- a beautiful sunny Monday here in Dartmouth. Not a blogging day. More of a jogging or logging sort of day, neither of which I have the energy to even contemplate.
Last week, a group of four poets read their work at the Fables Club in Tatamagouche. Annette, the owner was abuzz, taking drink orders, and the place was packed. Zach Wells, Carole Langile and Harry Thurston, had no trouble following my act… they were brilliant. Zach’s poetry is word-licious, Carole’s thoughtful and aching by times, and Harry’s had the heart honking like a goose. I guess the novice always goes first, but I was glad because I was more nervous than I’ve been in a long while, and I was able to listen to the other poets fully.
There’s an interview with me in Atlantic Books Today about my writing residency in the Czech Republic. I guess I’m really going to have to finish my second novel, since eveyone knows I’m working on one now! Thanks ABT and Michelle Brunet, who interviewed me!
I still haven’t figured this blog thing out, or I should say, what I want this blog to be about. Writing and stuff, for sure. Maybe food, and maybe Baha’i stuff. If there’s anything you’d like me to write about, let me know and I’ll consider it!