I've obviously not been doing a lot of blogging lately. So, while I'm up not doing work I'm supposed to be doing...
The second manuscript has officially been sent out for the fall. Trying to send to a lot of places this year (or, rather, fall 2010 to fall 2011, if needed).
When I first sent it out a year ago, it was short, uneven, not really a manuscript.
I probably should've waited until now to begin sending it out, but I've had a year to work on it and get it into shape. A lot of time has been spent on it. It's better. I hope it's officially ready now, but time will tell.
Had a few poems picked up over the last month or so from said manuscript.
Have five unpublished currently from the manuscript that are still out in the world, but mostly I've begun to send out some new ones. Finally.
Speaking of which, I've had a productive last few months. I have twenty new drafts I'm working on, about half of which have been sent out.
Not thinking of a direction so much as trying to write new work that I like. Had a burst after the reading tour. And had a burst last weekend in Florida, where I wrote eight drafts. I think five have potential.
Facebook's flooded now, if you're friends with certain folks, with MFA-related information. People "fighting" with each other. "Essays" being written and published in good journals about MFA programs.
I think everything's really gotten out of hand. I made a comment today, and I've probably said it before, that if those "books" and "essays" were around when I was applying in the fall of 2003, I'm not sure I would've wanted to do it. Confusion. Paralysis. Unrealistic goals set. Eye on the "prize." Too much pressure to succeed. Win awards. Study under certain professors.
Beyond college, the MFA should be a formative time, not one to worry about how much money they'll pay you, how much you'll teach (though if you hope to actually go into academia, which many don't choose, and that's fine, teaching should be something you make a point to do a lot), how many books you can write before you leave with your validating piece of paper in your hand.
Maybe I'm nuts, but I wish everyone luck who has to deal with all of this right now. I know I wouldn't want to. Hopefully, whoever you are out there, you won't be affected by those things that you need to ignore, and you'll survive, grow as a writer, and figure out what you want to do when you're done with those very few years in the entire span of your life.
Really liked Enter the Void. Have a lot to say about it, but I only saw it once. More viewings will come with the Blu-ray in the future.
Buy Paper Anniversary by Bobby C. Rogers.
Along with Elyse Fenton's Clamor and Gary L. McDowell's American Amen, those are my favorite first collections of poetry this year.
My hope is that they'll all want to do first book interviews...
Not a lot of first collections have blown me away lately.
Those above aren't the only three I've really enjoyed thus far (there have actually been many just within the last six months), but it seems like this trend is growing.
I don't like it.
But I guess we can't be blown away all the time. Truth dazzling gradually and all that...
Can't stop listening to Hammock. Have mentioned them too much. One of the best bands to write to, and their music never gets old to me.
Reading in NYC at the Bowery this Sunday, October 10th.
With Amy Holman, Diane Kirsten Martin, and Kyle McCord.
Hopefully you can make it if you're in the area.
A lot of good first book interviews on the way...