Writing

You’re Saying More Than You Think You Are

This is not about body language.

It has nothing to do with tone of voice or eye contact or facial expressions.

This is about the unconscious linguistic associations that people will make while reading your writing, and why ignoring things like etymology and prosody makes you a really bad writer.

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Writing

Poet’s Market Is a Scam

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A while back, I wrote a post about the ugly minefield that is trying to find a legitimate literary magazine. Due to life getting really busy, I hadn’t had a ton of time to continue the search until a couple days ago. So, I sat down with my laptop, my spreadsheet of submitted works and completed works* and Poet’s Market 2017. Continue reading “Poet’s Market Is a Scam”

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Literary Magazines, or Why I Have a Headache

So, I’ve decided to take this whole writing thing seriously. (Who’s heard that before? Show of hands.) But actually.

For the past few days, I’ve been researching literary journals, trying to decide where the best place to send my poems (and essays and short fiction, if I ever manage to write them) would be. Not only are there literary journals, there are literary magazines and literary reviews and zines and things that vehemently deny labels, and no, I have no idea what the difference between them is. I’m starting to suspect there’s not really a definable difference. But, I digress. Continue reading “Literary Magazines, or Why I Have a Headache”

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Poetics and the Meaninglessness of Striving

Bet you think this is going to be about the poetic lifestyle and how it relates to nihilism and slowly drives you insane. It still might go there. But that’s not the goal. The goal, if I’m being totally honest, is to update my blog: something I haven’t done in weeks, despite the promise I made to myself to keep things going. Continue reading “Poetics and the Meaninglessness of Striving”