Morning pages: an hour on the Dandelion Cottage cut-up project just wasn’t enough. I have done a good job of keeping this early morning time dedicated to writing only. Still, I need more of it.
Reached out to my connections for a reading in SF. Also, reached out to a friend who works for a literary nonprofit that could be of help to me here in PDX. This is a substantial amount of time and effort. Promising…
Worked on AWP stuff. It’s only August. I know, right?
Downloaded two applications for writing festivals.
Hunted down back-issues of litmags.
Took a look at the new font proposals for the book cover. I like one of them very much.
I have always said that one should read and write in equal measure. Not today, apparently. I’m in the middle of Isaac Babel’s short stories and, also, Barry Lopez’s Resistance. And the there’s all those New Yorker back-issues… Feel like I should apologize to them all.