Tag Archives: poem-a-day challenge

Notes to my future self who feels she can’t write

I’ve been trying to pay attention to my process this month. Clearly, at least so far, I am able to manage a daily writing practice. Why is it that I spend months and months telling myself otherwise?

Poem-a-day challenge: A running commentary

Excerpts/teasers from my December poem-a-day!

The goldfish may or may not be drunk (a poem-a-day writing challenge)

I won’t pretend to understand the science, but Smithsonian Magazine says goldfish make alcohol to survive winter. Seems reasonable enough. I’m all about the spiked eggnog this time of year. But that’s not my only strategy for surviving winter.

Elvis may or may not be in the building

I’m a known sucker for writing prompts and packaging and all things campy/kitschy. The online advent calendar of poetry prompts from Two Sylvias Press saw me coming a mile away.

looking back at tupelo’s 30/30 project

the 30/30 challenge was tapping into an energy i’d enjoyed when i was writing most feverishly, a part of me that i thought had left the building.

tupelo press 30/30 poetry project: days 15-21

something interesting: in writing today’s poem i felt a natural energy and momentum that i haven’t felt with my writing for at least 2 or 3 years. they’re all still first drafts, of course, but that feeling — it’s how a writer knows she’s alive.

tupelo press 30/30 poetry project: days 12, 13 & 14

as you can see, divorce crept into one of the poems, but it was a fun one, kinda campy, so i give myself a pass. (and who doesn’t enjoy watching t. rex enjoy himself at the feast?)