I can't stop posting...

[pantryslut]

...because I am full of energy and things at work are very slow.

I just wanted to express a tiny sliver of amazement at the poetry meme going around. Who knew there were so many poetry readers? It gives me a thrill akin to the feeling I had on Friday night, when I walked down Valencia street during Litquake and saw all these storefronts, packed with people -- and they were all there to hear other people read from books. It was really very inspiring and quietly transformative.

gordonzola asked me on Friday night if I was still feeling down about my writing. I told him at the time, "it comes and goes." But right now, I think that Litquake and its aftermath -- barely being able to leave the bar because so many people wanted to talk to me, check in with me, catch up with me, hang out for just a few more minutes with me -- is starting to seep under my skin, in a good way. So what I said is true, it comes and goes, but right now it's gone.

Even though I'm on deadline the second I get home.

Also, I have (plastic) frogs in my pocket. Secret abundance. Not as cool as a pet lime, I admit, but more portable.

Comments

[kalmn.livejournal.com]

i am envious that you have plastic frogs. wow.

i now must point you at my blog so you can read the poem that i posted, because since i didn't post it here, not as many people will see. sad! http://www.cavort.org/betsy/

[pantryslut.livejournal.com]

I've always liked that one.