It’s misleading of me to post a link to this website everywhere on social media as the place to find me online, and then not post anything here for months. I feel disingenuous being so obsessed with Twitter and the childfree “movement” (I hate calling it that, when I decided all on my own I was never having kids, but society lumps us all together to hate, and we’ve once again had to go on the defensive. I thought my right to decide my future was set in stone back in the 1970s…but I digress). I’m neglecting my true passion and hobby.

It’s not that I haven’t been writing, because I have. But I’m back in the habit of my teen years, where all my work gathers dust in the navel I gaze that is Microsoft Word docs. Needless to say, the collection I was going to release in 2021 (Dystopia Down) has been postponed as I’ve been working on a few other collections, removing and adding to DD to streamline themes across books. I’m also lacking funds to afford to self-publish, a situation I’m sure many of you are regrettably familiar with.

My plan is to post here at least half as frequently as I do on Twitter, so about once a week at minimum. What I post here will mostly be poems I have not assigned to any forthcoming collection, though previews for those collections will appear the closer I get to actually publishing. I also plan to submit more frequently to literary magazines both online and in print. I am embarrassed that I wait 3-4 years between submissions whether I get accepted or rejected. I need some self-discipline and motivation. Turning off Netflix might help.