During the last several months I've become so enamored with Web 2.0 applications, like Instagram and Facebook, that it was easy to forget Web 1.0 even exists... and along with it, this poor little blog. But there is still a utility I find here, when I remember it. A chance to sum up and reflect upon experiences of weight. To catch the various snippets of my online life together in one sticky web.
Case in point: my first poetry chapbook. In September 2012 I received an email from Kristy Bowen at Dancing Girl Press that meant everything to me. She liked my manuscript and wanted to publish it in the coming year. Shortly after I learned that Molly's manuscript had also been accepted. We would be press-sisters! (Is that a thing? I'm deciding that it is...)
In May Shawn and I were printing covers at MCBA, since Kristy had given me total creative freedom about the design and was willing to support the extra love that letterpress requires. Shawn's illustration captured the book so perfectly that it took my breath away, and still does. He packaged them up and sent them to DGP's studio in Chicago.
By August I had received my copies of the finished chapbook, and could admire how that image wraps around. Emily Anderson reviewed the book in Bad Entertainment, and reading her words was like going to church... some kind of poetry church where writers can believe again in finding readers who will meet poems thoughtfully, with genuine curiosity and also pleasure.
The first time I read from the book was at Moon Palace Books with other DGP authors: Eireann Lorsung, Valerie Wetlaufer, and of course Molly Sutton Kiefer. It was a magical evening.
Then I read from the book again at MCBA during the opening for the show "Parts of a Whole." Because, why not? Copies can be purchased online here or directly from me. Did I mention that already?
Just last month, I read from the book at SubText with Brett Elizabeth Jenkins, Katie Rauk, and (yes!) Molly. With each reading, I began feeling more comfortable in my poetry skin, and more appreciative of the opportunities the Twin Cities' literary scene has provided me. I have learned recently that I'm moving in a few months, and so these sorts of evenings take on an extra glow (through my big crocodile tears... but that's another post entirely).
Finally, yesterday I learned that a close friend will also publish a chapbook with DGP in the coming year. This news means that 3 out of the 4 ladies in my poetry collective are DGP authors. Opal McCarthy is the one without DGP ties. She has a mind-blowing chap with eohippus labs. But it is my hope that she'll send Kristy a manuscript during her next reading period... since I do like synchronicity and press-sisterhood.