Just trying to catch up a little–an update on writing and life

Beautiful people,

Friends, I’ve missed you. I’ve been busy with project work this week, and I’ve really seen how this blog will recede as it fulfills its goal, which is to continuously provide better paying writing jobs. I’ve submitted my second article to the editor at Lending Times–which was a beautifully fun beast, but no easy chore–and my first to the editor at The Conversation Room, so those processes are both working toward publication.

Still, getting those things to that point has meant less time on here–the Tuesday Review became the Wednesday Review, which became the Weekend Review, and Lord only knows where it’s going to land next–and I haven’t really gotten the chance to talk to you about life for a bit now. That’s hard on me.

On the upside, I am so pleased with the new poetry that has been coming out of the shorter windows of opportunity. It has probably been more than a decade since I’ve had such a strong couple week period of verse writing. Three of the new pieces have quickly become some of my favorites, and if you haven’t checked them out, I really hope you do. Those poems are “On this date in history..,” “She never made it as a teacher…,” and “…and it always goes back to the scattering.” This last is a physics poem; it might not be everyone’s cup of tea, but I think those of you who dig it are really going to dig it.

Also, I’m so pleased that the video for “Born inside a song” is close to becoming my first post with 100 views. It stands at 96 right now, and if you want to help get it over that hump I’d really appreciate it.

As of right now, there are no projects on the docket for next week, so hopefully we’ll get back on here good. Your review will come–and it’s of an album that is not only very special to me, but I think it also might be the start of a bigger project–and next week’s review will come too. Plus, we should be talking about bees and Pokemon and the new Thor movie, Ragnarok, and the new Stephen King and Owen King novel, Sleeping Beauties. Then, who knows what all else.

And I thank you, my friends, you beautiful people. I hope you’re having as much fun as I am with life, and I hope that stopping by here occasionally somehow helps to make your life a little more tolerable. May God watch over you and yours in all you do.

Until soon.

Sincerely,

Paul