Warm days are popping up on occasion...this always makes me feel a little crazy. Like I want to sit on the roof and drink beer and stare at the moon crazy. Or maybe I want to write something extra weird crazy. Don't know for sure.
Speaking of crazy, Harley the semi-wonder dog is driving me out of my mind. He stares at me. Like ALL the time. He's getting extra-needy in his old age. I love my dog, but it's gettin' a little creepy. Wonder what he's thinking...
He probably just wants my sandwich. Or my mac and cheese.
So now I'll have to purge my brain and write a story about a dog. A creepy horror / sci fi thing that makes no sense, except to me. Maybe I'll post it when I'm done. Uh huh. Maybe.
I have a feeling it's going to be a strange summer.
I have finished responding to all the poetry subs...both exciting and exhausting, this editing thing. I love it though! I get to read some amazing stuff, which I can't wait to share with you all!
We've got some damn fine short fiction for summer too!
I can't wait to get started putting it all together! Expect us to go live by mid-June.
Everything from BPP is so wonderfully unexpected! I've been flirting with the pages for the last couple of days, checking out the poems here and there, in between loads of laundry or during optometrist-recommended breaks from the computer screen. I'm just digging all the varied and intriguing voices lingering between the folds of paper...And I'm totally thrilled to be a little part of this collection!
Susan Slaviero lives on the cusp of a hellmouth, where she vanquishes evil with poetry and cupcakes. She hopes to someday land a job as either a dog whisperer or a telephone psychic. In the meantime, she writes. She has a fondness for esoterica.