Writing is both tedious and delightful-- my desk is a busy one

Funniest meme shared with me about the new Pope:

Because there is a Chicago Pope, it stands to reason that there is also an MLA Pope and and APA Pope.

Okay, that's nerdy humor, but it made me laugh. 

I spent inordinate amounts of time this week working on syllabi for the AP course audits. Why I decided to go ahead with overlaying AP onto already dual credit courses is almost beyond me: I was fine, my life was okay, and I slept fairly well. Now, I'm stuck in a mire of paperwork. Bleah. I'll get it done, and then I'll sleep better. I hope that, once all this paperwork is submitted, it passes on the first try. I do not find this at all useful or amusing. And then I will have to replicate parts of it to submit to the host colleges for approval in their formats. Fun and games, eh? But it keeps certain factions of the ed biz happy, so...I do what I can. 

My plans for today also include finally writing another poetry book review. My friend/editor at MicroLit Almanac is very patient with my sporadic work ethos. I have all the notes done-- just have not had a free couple of hours to work on it. I hope it gets done today. She's patient, but I need to move it along!

That all said, there are good things to share, too. I sent out a few queries to poets I know to see if anyone wants to read/blurb (what a funny and odd word that is) my new chapbook. I didn't want to go back to the ones who just did the first book for me; they were kind and generous in their praise for the book, and I know it's a gift that they gave. I'm not looking to add another thing to their already busy lives. So, I sent out some requests to other folks. Within minutes, I had one, then another, and then yesterday, one more already! Poets are some of the kindest people you can meet. They know that there is a very limited market for poetry books, and they are so willing to help and to cheer you on. I deeply appreciate it. 

And I got another poem acceptance in the email, too! 

I am very happy that there are good things happening, because the news is terrifying. I can't even begin to talk about it anymore because it makes me scared and sad and worried, and I can't fix any of it. So, I'll write. And I'll struggle through seemingly endless (and relatively pointless) paperwork for work, and I'll do house chores, and errands, and and and... keep busy. 

I'm sure you are doing a lot of the same. Let's keep each other upright, okay?

Have a good day, and pray the rain stops. That would be a nice change, too.

C