Life is funny. I’ve written poetry for as long as I can remember. My story telling began as songs I used to make up as I rode my bike. In high school and college, I wrote a ton of poetry before transitioning more to novel writing. I still write the odd poem, but for whatever reason I’ve never submitted poems for publication—until last year, that is.
Last year I came across a nature magazine and saw they were accepting poetry submissions. I sent them a couple different ones and, lo and behold, they accepted one. My poem is now in print!
A huge thank you to Woods Reader for publishing my poem in their Winter 2019/2020 issue.
The same week I got that wonderful surprise in the mail (they sent me a contributor copy), I received an email from the author Stevie Turner. Last summer I submitted my poem Cold (my June 2019 post) to her website for a monthly contest she was running.
I had won the contest for June and she was contacting me for permission to use the poem in an anthology she’s making. The anthology will have all the winners (short stories and poems every month for a couple years, I believe) and any royalties made from it will be donated to Cancer Research! I cannot be more excited!
That week was a wonderful week. I wonder what this week will bring.