April 14, 2010
Po'ums
Okay so this weekend was a huge bore, but financially successful as I only spent $12 all of Friday, Saturday, and Sunday combined. WOO! I really have basically no money at all any more and everything I earn goes toward stupid things, like buying my cap and gown.
Anyway, my brain is running really slow (I can almost hear it making that chugging, clicky sound old computers make when processing too much information at once) because I pretty tired, but hey, here's some good news:
that small, no-big-deal literary magazine run out of SDSU that I submitted poems to sent me an email today saying "Congratulations, we're publishing two of your poems!" Sa-weet! Thanks to finally just submitting something, I'm going to be able to say that I have been published. I guess that's a little something to be proud of. I celebrated by singing "Congratulations to me" to the tune of "Happy Birthday," then eating half of my chocolate bunny and watching Glee. Since it's a small publication, I think that's all the celebration it merits.
And you know what's terrible? I think I have writer's block.
Oh, but speaking of poetry, today my poetry class attended Carolyn Forche's reading that was on campus. The woman introducing her broke the news to us and Mrs. Forche that she had just been nominated for the Nobel Prize in literature. BIG DEAL, yeah? It made me feel special to be able to listen to someone with those credentials. Also, her poems were real beautiful, and a few of them made me super hungry. She's good at injecting her works with TASTE.
Speaking of taste, I'm hungry again. I'm probably going to go eat some pepperoni and finish getting some of my work done. End.
Anyway, my brain is running really slow (I can almost hear it making that chugging, clicky sound old computers make when processing too much information at once) because I pretty tired, but hey, here's some good news:
that small, no-big-deal literary magazine run out of SDSU that I submitted poems to sent me an email today saying "Congratulations, we're publishing two of your poems!" Sa-weet! Thanks to finally just submitting something, I'm going to be able to say that I have been published. I guess that's a little something to be proud of. I celebrated by singing "Congratulations to me" to the tune of "Happy Birthday," then eating half of my chocolate bunny and watching Glee. Since it's a small publication, I think that's all the celebration it merits.
And you know what's terrible? I think I have writer's block.
Oh, but speaking of poetry, today my poetry class attended Carolyn Forche's reading that was on campus. The woman introducing her broke the news to us and Mrs. Forche that she had just been nominated for the Nobel Prize in literature. BIG DEAL, yeah? It made me feel special to be able to listen to someone with those credentials. Also, her poems were real beautiful, and a few of them made me super hungry. She's good at injecting her works with TASTE.
Speaking of taste, I'm hungry again. I'm probably going to go eat some pepperoni and finish getting some of my work done. End.
gina
Most Recent Posts
- testing testing
- testing testing
- i've seen better days
- life's a ferris wheel
- Rayber
- (view more from gina)
Active Discussion
Annie Szafranski • April 14th 2010 • Reply
Gina I want a copy, because I want to see your name and poetry in print!
CONGRATULATIONS!
Bragging rights in poetry class..
Annie Szafranski • April 14th 2010 • Reply
AND I can't edit this, but I didn't mean to put that comma after copy.
Jeff Micklos • April 14th 2010 • Reply
I demand at least one autograph copy! Congratulations!
gina • April 14th 2010 • Reply
Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind.
And you buy the magazine, I'll sign it :)
Joey • April 15th 2010 • Reply
Congratulations Gina!!! It makes me really happy to know that you are actually accomplishing what you set out to do this year...not many of us could say the same. Wonderful job!
gina • April 15th 2010 • Reply
Thanks :)
What can I say? I love resolutions. I've also learned to make reasonable goals. Instead of saying "I hope I one day appear in the New Yorker," or "I hope to be included in a Norton Anthology for American Literature" or "I hope that this year I'll finally be able to will myself to fly" (all long-time dreams of mine), I've come up with something simple. A publication of ANY kind. And see how easy it was to do? It makes me look so much more accomplished than I actually am!