Friday, October 24, 2014

Expenditure

My other chapbooks are available somewhere fun, or on sale, but I don’t want to overlook Worth is the Wrong Word.
It was the first chapbook I was able to make an object in this world with just my own voice. It was also the first time I put poems together around the theme of the economics of existing.

There is never enough money. No matter how much money you have, there is never enough. So let’s agree. You don’t have much money. You certainly don’t have enough money.

& all the time you have to think about where that money goes. What it goes to, who it supports, how it supports you.

The best thing about all the Black Cake chapbooks is that if you need them to be free, they are. If you’re not sure that they’re worth anything, or what they’re worth, it’s free to find out. But if you do think they’re worth something, you get to decide what they’re worth. A paperback from a thrift store? A dozen eggs? A drink during happy hour? Cocktails somewhere swanky?

In the end, the amount doesn’t really matter. What does matter is the fact that you are saying it has worth. Even if that is the wrong word.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Featured

I'm so excited to see my latest chapbook, "Chief!" featured in Powell's!
It's entirely letterpressed, which is such a feat of love, & it makes me so happy that people get to look at it in all its hand-set glory & feel its gorgeous pages & sneak a peek at some of the poems & then take it home with them!

Monday, October 6, 2014

Fall is here, but not

October is the for-real start of Fall, though I've been lucky enough for the weather part of that fact to be delayed. I may not get all the cheap corn I can possibly eat, but I am having my way about summer never ending & enjoying laying out on plastic loungers reading magazines & drinking cold brew & eating Roast Peach ice cream & writing on the patio until long after dark.

October is also a good time for stocking up on reading materials for the impending fall/winter. You'll probably stay in more. You'll probably write more. You'll need more than just tv to sustain you. A few places can help you out with that.

Powell's is doing a buy two get one free on select books, with free shipping if you hit $50 & under $4 shipping if you don't. Heck, I would probably just buy two copies of Philip Pullman's Fairy Tales from the Brothers Grimm for Xmas presents & keep the free third copy for myself.

Blood Pudding Press is offering 25% off listings that start with the word Halloween, including chapbooks, till Oct 28. Just use the code HALLOWEEN25 in the etsy shop. If you want to see where the whole At night project started, you can get At night, the dead, which was my very first chapbook -- in fact, it was the very first time I ever sent out a chapbook. I was clearly hooked after that. It was also when I reached out to Emma Trithart for the cover illustration & started what turned out to be a long & wonderful string of collaborations with her!

Hyacinth Girl Press is offering a free chapbook with any order (don't worry, you won't get a duplicate of a chapbook you've ordered before through her, because spreadsheets) through the end of Oct. I'm not saying you should get Sometimes there are travails, but if you don't have it, I will say it's a gorgeous little half-sized book with an incredible collaborative cover by RS DeLucco.

Good luck preparing for that impending Fall.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Return to the Autumn Cabin

Today I’m heading out past the grasslands & cattle fields into the Ochoco National Forest to spend a few days holed up in a cabin writing & reading my little heart out (& drinking cold brew made with whiskey instead of water, a concoction it was suggested I name the “hello, goodbye”). Packs of wild horses will run in the hills beneath abandoned fire lookouts (for real) & there will be no phone service or internet or even electrical outlets (also real). By the time I return a new month will have rolled around & with it the end of your chances to submit to these places:

Paperbag (journal Sept 30)
The Feminist Wire (poetry contest - Oct 1)
Sixth Finch (journal - Oct 15)

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Some kind of collection

I just got back from NY late last night & this morning a podcast of the reading I went there to do was released! It can't be a coincidence. Dalton McGee, who runs the Outward/In podcast, recorded the readings for Christie Ann's Texts from My Mom chapbook party. The podcast is a wonderful live recording of the whole evening, so you get to hear all the chatter & laughter, just like at a regular reading. (My portion starts around 22:43, in case you want to cheat.) I read from the newly released (& outrageously beautiful) "Chief!", along with some newer poems.

Also appearing today was the new issue of Boaat, in which there are are two dark little poems of mine. I'm glad to be featured alongside my wonderful brother (Big Lucks founder & host of the above-mentioned reading) Mark Cugini, as well as with work by Nate Pritts, Rob MacDonald, Shane McCrae, Tasha Cotter, Stacy Tran, Corey Zeller & more & more.

This week I was also lucky enough to have a few poems featured over at the Feminist Wire, thanks to TC Tolbert. They're from the chapbook & if I die, make me how you are, which is still one of my very favorites from which to read.

Monday, September 15, 2014

"write on the side"

This Friday I head off to NY in order to read on Saturday night at the Big Lucks launch party for Christie Ann Reynolds' newest chapbook, texts from my mom
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"Ur so sensitive
When I talk about grandkids
I know you are smart
And beautiful but I am deep
In menopause and you are almost
30"

This book is both sad & funny & I read the poems out loud to lots of people & you can too, if you get it. You can pick it up at Powell's if you're in Portland or at the reading if you're in Brooklyn or off the internet if you're anywhere else. There are only 100 of them, so you might want to hurry.

I'll be reading alongside Christie Ann, JoAnna Novak, & Sasha Fletcher & I'll finally get to meet Mark Cugini right to his face, & see Mellow Pages for myself & I couldn't be happier about the whole thing.

See you soon NY!

Monday, September 8, 2014

Sunday, September 7, 2014

"Chief!"

I am still in the middle
of an investigation.
She's a man of her word.

Excepting the back-up.
Excepting this microphone.
I am pleased as punch to announce the release of my seventh chapbook: "Chief!" It is, like the growing majority of my chapbooks, a tiny but complete project that can't be found anywhere else. I tend to work best on small projects, on little self-contained chapbooks, because large projects overwhelm me & seem too hard to organize.

These poems were written about a year ago, while being hermet-y in the worsening fall rains. I watched anime police dramas set in a future full of talking cats & psychic dolls, & wrote an imagined alternate history for a female chief of police. Because of the compactness of the completed chapbook, there weren't many places I could send it, so I put it aside. I read from "Chief!" just once, at Rachel Springer Dunbar's Hive Mind launch, because I knew they would fit right in with her work, & the response was really encouraging. So when I saw that InkPress was having a micro-chap contest, I gleefully sent the chapbook in.


I'm so happy that Joseph Young picked "Chief!" as the winning chapbook & I've been really impressed with the care & attention Amanda McCormick has lavished on the poems. I can't wait to get my own copy. The book looks beautiful--entirely hand set & letterpress printed, inside & out. Amanda even wrote about her process for the chapbook.

Today you have the chance to pre-order the chapbook at a reduced price (it'll be $20 starting Monday). There are only about a hundred of them, & limited editions tend to sell out, so if you want to get to know Chief, you should probably invite her over today.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Bonuses

You probably already know Paige Taggart from her many chapbooks or her new book, Want for Lion, but you might not know that she makes jewelry. You can find her slangin' them at every AWP & I'm pretty sure it's a poet's rite of passage to get one.
So far I have two Mactaggart necklaces & I get compliments every time I wear them. 
It's hard to pick between the Blue Spears, Tiered Coral, Orange Sequins, Pale Teardrops, or Pink & Black necklace. They're all my favorites. Maybe you should get one for yourself. Or someone else. Or me?
Bonus: if you order a necklace before the 4th, you get free shipping, plus a surprise bangle or earrings added to the mix. 
Further bonus: it's her bday week!

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Work vs woe

August coming to a close always brings me a bit of terror. It means that summer is ending, which is something I don't relish. Something I don't even want to face.

Nothing takes your mind off present woes like work, so now's the time to get writing, editing, & sending out, before these places close up.

BLOOF books (chapbook)
Imaginary Friends Press (chapbook)

SpringGun Press (full length)
Lost Roads Press (full length)(only women writers, must live away from an urban center)
Black Lawrence Press (full length contest)

Ilk (journal, women writers)
Black Warrior Review (journal contest)
Radar (contest, women writers)

Good luck out there!

Friday, August 22, 2014

In art, everything social is a trap.

"Prestige is like a powerful magnet that warps even your beliefs about what you enjoy. It causes you to work not on what you like, but what you’d like to like.
{Paul Graham}

I say not just prestige, but money, but likes, but faves, but relevancy, but the opinions of your friends or family or peers, but scene points. Almost everything is at every time trying to get in the way of what only you can do.

Don't let it.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Gentle reminder

Keeping this quote in mind is a great way to thwart yourself from wasting time, from letting a few hours or day slip away from you. 

It can also be a way to transform guilt over the bouts of daydreaming & lazing (that I'm certainly prone to) into gratitude at a life lived with plenty of room for imagination & creativity.
 {Illustration by Wendy MacNaughton}

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

What's real

Last week was incredible & overwhelming: it was my birthday, I found out I have another chapbook coming out, & Black Ocean officially announced the publication of my first book, At night.
If you follow me on instagram, you probably already knew this, but I hadn't made any kind of real announcement, because it never felt real. Hearing that the book was taken, signing the contract, adding it to my bio -- it still felt like a dream.
This is the project that I always hoped would be my first full-length collection. This is the press where I always felt that my work (& I) belonged. I got everything I wanted: how can that be real?
But it is.
The poems in this collection are an extension of the very brief, very raw poems I wrote for my MFA thesis (none of which have ever been published), wherein I cobbled together a little village that existed outside of any discernable time & made poems to fill it up.
After I finished my MFA, I kept thinking about the village, about how everything that happened there happened at night. I started to think about all the things that happen at night, every night, everywhere.
All the poems were titled “At night.” They were some of the first poems I ever sent out (in 2008!) & my first ever publication (at Glitterpony!) included an At night poem.  My first two chapbooks were from this manuscript. 
These poems became the home of both real & personal darkness. I filled them with my fears. They became little pockets of damage & hope. They became a space for contradictions & impossibilities. I let the dead rise because I want to rise after I’m dead, but I’m terrified of the dead rising because I am still alive. I don’t want to be betrayed, but I am. The poems could reflect that, or take it away. I want revenge, but I can’t have it. The poems could confirm that, or make it untrue.
I wrote these poems over the course of years, during which I started new projects, finished smaller projects, thought I’d moved on & found out I hadn’t. I finally knew the manuscript was complete when I couldn’t write any more of them. It was like I’d learned an entirely new language for the poems I’m writing now & couldn’t go back.
It’s sad to acknowledge that I won’t be making any more At night poems, but it thrills me that now I get to share them with you. & also, it’s relieving to know that I have done my very best with them & now I’m free to put all my energy towards the poems that come next.

Sunday, August 3, 2014

the new serialized

Black Balloon Publishing is doing an amazing job turning the 36 chapters of Great Expectations into 36 tweets.

Gems include:

Spinster gets off watching Pip verbally abused by a classist chick. Pip reflects on shit like class. A stranger gives him 2 pounds. #blessed

Pip continues to think Estrella wants to marry him even though literally everyone else is like, "LOL, no way."

I hope they do this to every book.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

do it while you're thinking about it

Today the Ruth Lilly nominees were announced & maybe friends of yours were among those named & maybe that got you excited to work on your own poetry & maybe you have some stuff you want to send out & here it is, the end of the month & that means places are closing up shop & that means you should get your work in while you can.

Here's some help: a little list of places that are open, plus what they are open for.
Gigantic Sequins (poetry contest + journal)
Big Lucks (journal)
Boaat (journal + chapbook)
Greying Ghost (chapbook)
Tupleo Press (full length + chapbook)
Subito Press (full length)

& for just the ladies (or lady-identifying, or otherwise marginalized)
Ilk Journal (journal)
Banango Street (journal) (guest edited by Julia Cohen + Emily Kendal Frey)
La Vague Journal (journal)

Some of these places I love, some of these places are new to me. But whatever you decide to do: good luck.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Lost shots

It is usually the case that I take way more pictures I love than I feel I can post on Instagram. Here's a little collection of photos from the last month or so that didn't make it into my stream, but are favorites of mine all the same.
{iPhone 4s}

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Poet voice

Not too long ago, Rich Smith wrote an article for City Arts urging poets to stop using "poet voice," as it was annoying to audiences & usually in no way served the poems being read.

This has been a surprisingly polarizing article. I thought we could at least agree on how terrible "poet voice" was (both in the "academic" & slam poetry worlds, although each has their own distinct poet voice), if not how to go about remedying it, but apparently even that's up for debate.

At any rate, I feel flattered to have been called out as someone who was doing an enjoyable alternate to poet voice during my readings. I think readings can be a powerful way to experience poetry or get to know a poet or be taken through a poem in a totally foreign (to you) voice.

I'd like to be a better reader, to craft the perfect delivery for each of my poems, & I think this article, at its base, is asking us all to do just that. Which hopefully we can all agree on.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Whose voice is that

I firmly believe you are not supposed to hear your voice from inside of your body while you hear it from outside of your body.

Only one of those things can happen at a time, or your (my) brain will implode. But speaking into the mic at the first Black Cake Live reading I could hear my own voice coming through the speakers while I read. & the more I heard my voice from outside of myself while speaking, the more distracted & cotton-mouthed I became, until I just began swallowing my own words.

Which is sad, because these are some of my favorite words. Especially the last three poems I read, which are all new & so so much fun for me to read. Just the same, I think you should have a listen because Kelly Schirmann did an incredible thing putting together & recording this reading & releasing it as an album.
The other people who read may not have the same hang up, so you can hear things (possibly) go as planned for Zachary Schomburg, Emily Kendal Frey, Sarah Russ Woods & Robert Duncan Gray.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Attention & need

I've been reading what feels like a whole heck of a lot lately, & as I work through which pieces I love to read most often, I've been trying to memorize more of my poems. There's something so powerful, so intimidating, about saying crushing things while not looking away from the audience. I mean, intently looking at them while you say what you need to say. 

I was recently asked to record a poem from Julia Clare Tillinghast's B.I.B.L.E. in preparation for the launch of the book. I picked the part I most wanted to memorize & recite, the part that connected most to me. The part that needed me to not look away while I said it.
 
This is entirely beautiful to me:
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If you want to hear more, you can pick it up here.

If you're reading somewhere soon, don't look down. Don't look down.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

like & like

The only thing more enjoyable than other people liking what you like is other people liking what you've made.

I only thought of the farm got a little love while it was up on the Volta this past month, & I am thankful for that.

Mark Cugini thought it was what's poppin' over at HTMLGIANT, & Danniel Schoonebeek claimed, quite rightly, that it was a poem of others.

What I really want to know, though, is where is everyone in their lives that they'd rather be on the farm?

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Thrilling

Thinking about this reading thrills me. 


Thinking about reading at this reading thrills me. Thinking about reading with Zachary Schomburg, Emily Kendal Frey, Sara Woods & Robert Duncan Gray thrills me. Thinking about hearing these readers read at this reading thrills me. Thinking about how you should be there, you must be there, but if you cannot be there it will all be recorded & released as its own record so you can still listen to it thrills me. Thinking about how you could be there & be so happy to be there & hear everything, every last word & whisper, & then later listen to the same thing, exactly as it was, any time you want thrills me.

I'm thrilled. You should be too.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

well lie down harder

don’t make eye contact
im not im not making eye contact
well you’re giving him some sort of encouragement
no im not im like lying down
well lie down harder 
“Okay, this next one is called Elegy in Amber”
oh my god how many elegies even are there in the world
is he going to play all of them
 
Yes. Absolutely, in so many ways, this. & other Women Listening to Men in Western Art History.

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Cafeing

Sundays have always been a writing day for me. When I first moved to town post MFA, Donald Dunbar & I would get together & write at the downtown Stumptown. We would talk about what we were reading, where we were sending out to, where we'd been published. It made me feel like I still had the community I'd just left in Tucson.

Over the years, I've held on to that. Lauren Eggert-Crowe & I would get together over gchat to collaborate on Sundays, since we live far apart, resulting in a lot of new work for both of us. I still meet people (usually Ethan Saul Bull & Flo Von Grote) at a cafe to write most Sundays. I feel like I've accomplished a whole lot in the last couple of years on just this one day of the weekend.

In the spirit of the day, I want to have cafe time with everyone. What are you working on? What have you been moved by lately? Where are you sending your work? Any new lit mags you've been impressed by?

Are you holding on to any projects you're proud of, or about to finish up something new? Maybe you should send it in to one of these places I love.

Currently accepting full length manuscripts:
Currently accepting chapbooks:
I want you to win everything. Get to it!

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Summer solstice

Summer is my time. The long cloudless days, the late dusk, BBQs on warm nights, trips to the beach, the yard full of clover & the field full of lavender. Everything about it delights me: sundresses, bare feet, iced tea, sugar snap peas, blueberries, camping, swimming in the river, reading in the sun, sangria, sweet corn, cherries, sleeping with the windows open, nectarines, Radlers, gardenias, driving with the sunroof open, strawberry rhubarb pie, shamelessly drinking shandies, shelling with my mom, how warm the Gulf gets, what a fine mood everyone seems to be in.
Today is the longest day of the year (5:22 sunup to 9:03 sundown for me) & I'm making the most of it. I built a little altar to warmth & abundance & fun & color & blossoms & the seaside, & to blueberries, which are pretty much my mascot. I carved the rune for sun into my candle & thought about how now the days are getting warmer but also shorter, so I'm trying to absorb all this sunshine to carry me through the times when I feel cold, & to provide to others now & always.

Now it's time to make Cava sangria & start the BBQ. 

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Fiesta mantra

I have been staring at this picture since it was released on Tuesday. It's so happy & bright & full & THE FLOOR IS MADE OF EYES.
It's going to be my summer's visual mantra. Every time I throw a party, I'm going to mediate on this scene & then make it so.

If you also want to visualize this party all summer long, you can find the last two of them at Tiny Showcase.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Everyone closes their eyes

Today I deliver your Sunday Service on HTMLGIANT.
The poems that are up now are the first published pieces from Don't be like that, a chapbook-length project I've been holding onto for a while.

You should think of these poems as a short sermon from a holy book none of us want to look upon.

What you’ve done so far, you’ve only done to their bodies.

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Rider / Lantern / Saber

Probably when Curtis picked this image for the Ink Noise reading I was headlining, he had no idea how appropriate it would be. But lately I have been reading sagas & legends & writing poems that raise the pavilion & form the crest of my own knight.

To read alongside me, I bring you Lindsay Allison Ruoff, Ethan Bull & Graham Hunter Gregg in his first Portland reading. Don't underestimate him just because he's untested in the field. Everything we do will be devastating.

We begin the campaign tomorrow at 8 at the Jade Lounge.

Monday, June 2, 2014

my father in the field

Sometime during the night the new issue of The Volta came to be & with it, my poem about the farm & the mountain & the family & the spade & the bag & the ditch.

This is one of my most beloved poems, & easily my favorite to read out loud, because in its simple way, with its repeating activities & quiet story, it becomes something hypnotic.  

I think you are the best reader of the poem, but if you want me to read it out loud to you, you can play the bonus audio track from my Black Cake chapbook that's included. 

Friday, May 30, 2014

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

This life

I just want to take a moment to remind everyone that mortality is real & the only defense we have against it is to give those around us as much energy & respect & honesty & attentiveness as we can muster.

To love them more than we think we are capable of, even.