I got the groceries that I did not get yesterday, that was about 11:30 yesterday. Also, stopped by the bank, where I learned my bank statements had been sent back. The x-ray place was closed, so the lumbar e-rays are put off until Tuesday. There were two trips to the convenience store, but otherwise I stayed inside. It was a gloomy day, where the clouds could not decide if they wanted to let loose their snow or just hang around making the place gloomy.
I had planned on making story submissions. "Psychotic Ape" went to Solstice. To Harpur Palate went "Problem Solving". Then I decided against making any more submissions. Either I did not think they fit the requests as far as theme, or I had problems with length. This was after I made a few more changes to "Thomas Kemp".
Here is what I think is a brilliant idea: Booze and Japanese curry are hiding inside these Bay Area bookstores. Pretty sure that would not work with the local drinking culture.
While searching out places to submit my work, I ran across another Midwestern literary magazine (if one counts Kansas as Midwestern):
As with any literary magazine, we try to publish the best work we receive. Our interests are in writing that offers work grounded in fresh language, imagery, and metaphor. Although we tend to prefer free verse writing, we want the writer to pay attention to the sound and rhythm of the language. We like poetry with individual voice. We like a good lyric or a strong narrative. We like topics that are different and interesting or common topics with a different perspective or approach. Please do not send us clichéd or stereotypical work. We are not interested in writing that is sentimental or that tells instead of shows. As with any magazine, editors have a certain preference or taste, so it is beneficial to read a copy of the magazine to see what we like to publish. A rejection is not a comment on your poem as much as a statement of our taste.
Englesberg Ideas arrived in my email and tempted me into reading The Great Siege of Malta through Ottoman eyes, Inside the world of medieval espionage, and The lost art of chorography. I had never heard of chorography until yesterday.
Turberville's Treason I read because I misread the name, I thought it might be an ancestor of Tommy Tuberville.
I did all this while running RRR, a Hindi movie in a split screen. Probably the most interesting option I have found under Microsoft's Edge.
And still, the taillights of my plans remain in the distance.
My sister is coming down for church, I need to get myself ready and to start dinner in the crock pot.
I finished out the night doing research for "Chasing Ashes" inspired by the chorography essay. It was a bit fruitless - too much data that I cannot digest, for now.
And a reminder that anyone can get their book banned:
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