Dating the Muse and making plans...

The rain and cold temps continue. It was unfortunate that the icy weather ruled the day yesterday; only three people attended my book launch. It was okay, though. We had a nice conversation about things all throughout and after. And the Coop put out nice pastries and coffee, and I got to take home a pretty vase of tulips as well. I sold one book! All in all, not too bad.

Now that the book launches are done, I can focus on other things. April is National Poetry Month, and I want to rededicate myself to the creative process. I will write a draft every day. They won't amount to much, at least at first, but a steady date with the Muse is required in order to get anything written. And I have not written diddly squat except this blog and cranky social media posts in a very long time. I have books to review, too. Time to get back at it and stop mourning the news cycle.

My summer weeks are filling up, too. I have registered for the AP Summer Institute that will take up five days straight in July. And I have signed up for the Poetry Seminar through the Frost Place, which will be the first week of August. Both are interesting to me for different reasons, and I think that's plenty for now. I have hopes of getting a decent garden in, adding a squash garden box down by the bee yard, and hopefully reclaiming some of the berry patch from the incessant weeds. I hope we have a warm summer, too-- I want to keep teaching Holly how to swim. We'll see how it all goes.

For now, though, it's trudging through mud and slush season. I am very grateful for the pretty tulips from yesterday; one bright spot in an otherwise pretty blah setting. 

Take care, folks. 

C