There are several things to celebrate today. One is that we’re officially 7 days away from the end of April and the Poetry A Day Challenge, and whew it’s about damn time. Although I’ve contributed 22 days worth of poems, it came at the expense of playing catch up for the past two weeks. Writing 3-4 poems in one day to keep myself up to date with the daily poem prompts brought me back to my college days. Junior year, I made the mistake of taking 19th century British Poetry, 20th Century American Poetry, Advanced Poetry Workshop and a Shakespeare Tragedy class in one semester. And I think I took a Poetry and Short Story class at the same time too. Halfway through, my brain was so fried I couldn’t write a simple essay on a short story. Don’t know why I did that to myself. So in a way, I guess I’m very proud of myself. Although it was just one poem a day (some people answered the challenge with more than one) the fact that I stuck to it with no hiccups along the way to Day 23 feels very rewarding. I’ve come a long way.
Another reason to celebrate is that today is William Shakespeare’s birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! William Shakespeare, the Bard of Avon, was born in April 1564 and baptized on the 26th. His actually date of birth is unknown but is traditionally celebrated and honored on April 23rd. He died at the age of 52 on April 23, 1616. Today’s poetry prompt is a location poem and in honor of Mr. Shakespeare I’m answering the challenge with a Shakespearean sonnet. (Something tells me that I might get backed up again). Anyways, feel free to visit the link and remember it’s not too late to participate in the challenge. There’s still 7 days and even 1 poem should be something to be proud of.
And in other news, once again the poems I’ve submitted have been rejected, although I was informed from the poetry editor that my works had made it to the last round of consideration. She even went on to say to please consider them as a home for my works in the future. All right, I didn’t get published but the fact that I was tthhhhiiiiisssssssss close to possibly seeing my name and poem in print in a journal, to be read by hundreds of people, makes me a little bit happy. Disappointed but still happy. Regardless, I will definitely send them more of my poetry for consideration. Like the saying goes, ‘If at first you don’t succeed, try, try, try again’– William Edward Hickson.
PS I’m still debating about attending the Writer’s Digest conference in NYC. I’m very interested in the Pitch Slam conference package in particular but I’m hesitating over the registration fees. There’s bills to pay but it’s an opportunity to meet, greet and query a large group of authors (aspiring, emerging & established), publishers, agents and editors. How do you measure that on a scale? As this is the first time I’ve generated a real interest in attending this year, should I strike while the iron is hot and go? Or forego it this year and go next year?
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