And you might tell yourself: this is not the month of May! And you might tell yourself: this is not a normal poetry drop!
And you’d be right. This is the herald for a new way of doing things. Read on to find out more.
Rambles, short stories and poetry done casually
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I intended to release a poem a day (every weekday) & I already fucked it up.
But that’s okay, because we’re gonna dust off the shoulders & get back on it anyways.
Read about changes to the blog, the Patreon & the way we’re doing things.
I am exhausted. Exhausted from driving, from burning, from finishing up my manuscript.
And yet I’ve never felt so alive.
I feel like I have just been sucked out of a vacuum. In truth, I think the muse had just gone. It needed a small break before it could engage for a full weekend at Tygh Valley for SOAK.
April is a month of birthdays and I have here a collection of poems that occurred to me as little isolated thoughts and vignettes from the month, some obvious some not. They’re all still works in progress, per usual. But I’m learning how to kill my darlings and share!
Trying out a new thing where I still write my thoughts out on my typewriter, but also write them out below for legibility’s sake. Am I overthinking it? I think I already did. Now it’s time to find some joy.
I have a couple of things I’m keen to share but are not quite ready yet. In the meantime, however, I have this ramble about Sean Solomon, an independent singer-songwriter from Los Angeles.
I’m not here to make predictions or provide insight to what might happen on the court.
I just want to share a taste of what the end of five years between playoff appearances felt like.
I meant to finish this ramble last month and never did. Sometime its feels like the words need to pressure cook before they come bursting out. Regardless, I’ve dated this ramble to the day that it first entered my mind. Enjoy!
Big news for the Casual Ramble has come this week! And of course the ramble has nothing to do about it. Which is probably why it’s happening.
