Monday, December 29, 2008
So, in short, I haven't intentionally been ignoring anyone. Sorry for any inconvenience.
I think I've fixed the problem. Unfortunately, it looks like it's been going on for more than a few months. Maybe even more than a year! It wasn't malware, as I suspected, but an advanced settings tab that I needed to make some refinements to. Darn computers.
Sorry for all the weeping (Rachel ;). I really do return emails. Faithfully.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
(In no particular order, except Frank Stanford is the king.)
The Battlefield Where the Moon Says I Love You – Frank Stanford
The Light the Dead See – Frank Stanford
Ooga-Booga – Frederick Seidel
Itinerary: Poems – Reginald Shepherd
Internal West: Poems – Priscilla Becker
A World Beyond Myself – Rutger Kopland
What Water Left Behind – Rutger Kopland
The Salt Daughter – Christine Hamm
Figured Dark – Greg Rappleye
Dog Language – Chase Twichell
The Snow Watcher – Chase Twichell
Orange Girl – Simone Muench
Sleeping Woman – Herbert Scott
High Windows – Phillip Larkin
Alive Together: New and Selected Poems – Lisel Mueller
Necessary Stranger – Graham Foust
Glass, Irony and God – Anne Carson
The Beforelife – Franz Wright
For Love: Poem Nineteen Fifty to Nineteen Sixty – Robert Creeley
Deepstep Come Shining – C.D. Wright
A Murmuration of Starlings - Jake Adam York
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Anyway, the long and short of it is, you can join me there, but I'm only going to check it in the morning. Facebook seems like the perfect way to avoid writing, and let's face it, kids, I'm not a spring chicken. I don't have tons of time to waste not writing.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Sunday, December 07, 2008
A. Fill the wood rack. Shovel snow. Lug buckets of water to the humidifiers. Shovel snow. Knock the cats off the counter. Shovel snow. Bake monster cookies with friends. Mmmm. Shovel snow. Sample beer and monster cookies with friends (taking care not to bite friends.) Mmmm. Shovel snow.
B. Study for final exams? Write 12-page papers? Glare menacingly at my family when they speak above a whisper? Of course not. Naa-naa-naa-naa-boo-boo I'm done!
C. Blog? Well, maybe.
D. Write? (see A.)
E. Attend readings? Of course (taking care not to bite friends.)