Happy Monday! Well not really, it’ll only be a happy Monday if Monday never came. Oh well.
Anyways, I thought and thought about what today’s blog post would be about. I had many ideas but they weren’t fleshed out enough. And so they’re temporarily on hold for a later post date. So for today’s post, I thought I’d show how to write an erasure poem.
Last May, I shared an erasure poem I did as an assignment for an online poetry class I took. You can read the poem, Responsibility, here. And today, I’m taking you on a step by step process on how to write one. And don’t worry if you’re a horrible poet or never wrote a poem before. Because it’s easier than you’d think. Ready? Continue reading
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As a follow up from last week’s post, I’m taking another trip down the writing memory lane. This time into 1997. This latest writing venture happened in the 8th grade. Scream 2 had already released in theaters. Titanic as well (man was I crushing on Leonardo DiCaprio so hard). A time when cute girls were called chula and cute boys were papy chulo.’ And Bill Clinton was president.
But June 1997 would be my most treasured time as I’d graduated from junior high school then. And with my first publication under my belt. My first publication didn’t happen in a literary magazine or journal. No, my work was first published in my junior high school year book. Still seeing my name and poem, in print and immortalized, made me happy. I think I might’ve cried a little. Anyways, it also helped to confirm that I was on the right track. That my path in life was the one of a writer. Of course, I knew that I’d a long way to go. Continue reading
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Well I’m back from vacation and did I ever have a good time. But that’s for another post. Despite my vacationing efforts thoughts about which road to take with my chapbook never failed to creep into my mind. I had been hemming and hawing over signing the publishing contract for a month now. And it’s only now that I’ve come to realize that if I haven’t already signed my Hancock as soon as I received it, then I had my answer.
My answer had been my original course before it was diverted from the excitement over my accepted chapbook by a small publishing press. For a year and a half, I’ve submitted “Can You Catch My Flow?” to various chapbook contests and competitions, only to result in declined after declined. Really I’d planned to enter the contests and await the accepted results if any. After a year, I’d consider self-publishing it through Amazon Kindle but found additional entries, so decided to give it a go one more time.