Someone give me a topic for a prose poem. I'll make you feel special. I'll submit it to your lit mag. Doesn't everybody who reads this have one of those?
I need to get back into it, maaan.
Getting antsy. Haven't worked on anything new (except that story for my bro's birthday) in a month or so.
Have done a lot a lot a lot of editing during this time. Dragons with Cancer, the new Bust, my novel.
I want to write one prose poem a day. I don't want a substantial project.
I need to write an essay. So I'm going to do it on Steve Erickson. Have been rereading his books. Taking lots lots lots of notes. Feels like it's been keeping me from writing. I'll make the time.
I was trying to fall asleep, but I stopped trying to fall asleep so I could write this post.