snow smooth as moonlight on a January night 1: January 4th 2021 | bottlecap
Welcome to a new year of poetry. In addition to finishing my novel on the first of January, I’ve had to get back to work. The novel has consumed me these last few weeks and will probably continue to as I copy edit for at least another week or so. After that, my hope is to finally get back to writing longer poems, which means finishing poems I’ve already started. In the meantime, I’m beginning my search for an agent to represent my book—a work of fiction that takes place in contemporary Vermont and with a touch of magical realism. If any reader has any suggestions in that regard, feel free to contact me via my Contact Page or directly in the comment section.
thin as paper—the clouds at year's end • Nothing came to me last night, and I was tempted to date this as January 1st. I'm within a few paragraphs of finishing my novel, perhaps tomorrow or Sunday. Then we'll see what else I write this coming year. A happy New Year and best wishes for 2021. 103: December 31st 2020 | bottlecap