Well, Would You Look At That
Some of you may recall a little poem I put together for The Squeaker’s animosity towards sleep called, “The Sleepfighter”.
The truth of the matter is that poetry isn’t my forte (no comments from the peanut gallery, thanks). In the 4.5 years (over the course of 18 years) it took me to get a BA in Creative Writing, I took exactly one poetry class.
That’s not to say I don’t appreciate poetry. I do, really. But I prefer the drug-addled poetry stories of Coleridge over more pedestrian love-esque fair in iambic pentameter.
Long story short, they liked it enough to publish it. No one was more surprised than me.
Check it out at the Wazee Journal.
5 Comments:
That's awesome. Congratulations.
Congratulations! How cool is it to write about someone you love and be published!
Best of luck!
Jackie
Awwww, now that was very nice indeed.
Congrats on being published.
I just read it again...I still really like it! It's not time to write one called The Couch Hider
To arms!
Shouldn't the couch hider be "To floor!"?
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