Back from the land of shared dialup! I hadn't realized how dependent I've become on a fast, accessible connection for my work as well as my entertainment. I did read a lot, but got almost no writing done.
Even better than my own DSL connection, though, is that the latest issue of Matrix was waiting in my PO Box with 4 of my poems, one illustrated — and a check! Woohoo! Haven't yet had a chance to read even my own work in the magazine, but after a quick glance-through I think mine are the only ones that rhyme, and I noticed a review that begins "I am such a poet groupie whore." Don't mean nothing. This weekend I'll give a fuller report.
8:00:54 PM
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