Wow. I didn’t realize that I haven’t updated my blog since March! Happy April, everyone! Or a belated Happy April — if that makes any sense at all.
Anthony and I are moved in. The furniture is in the new house, the utilities are on, the cat is happy. No, not all of my books have been put away yet, but I am working on that. We are living among boxes, but at least I have a trail through the house. Anthony has to put one last bookshelf together and I will be happy.
I have been reading all the AWP notes. It seems that people are either very disillusioned about AWP or excited and exhausted. Next year — DC, here I come! I swear.
I got two emails yesterday from poets whose work I admire, but I have never met them. (Blog world or elsewhere) Both liked my rural, working class images. It’s nice to feel appreciated, if even for five minutes. I am wondering, however, where did both poets pick up Stealing Dust?
Finally, I swear, I am going to celebrate National Poetry Month in one way or another. It may be finding that one huge bookshelf for all my poetry books. But right now, I think I am going to go and see both Alison Stine and Deborah Ager at Cornshake’s school. I know where both of their books are!
The Scrapper Poet 
Sandy Longhorn Said:
on April 14, 2010 at 9:50 pm
Yay, Yay, Yay! I’m so jealous that you get to go hear Stine and Ager. Enjoy.
Kristin Berkey-Abbott Said:
on April 15, 2010 at 10:24 am
I’ve come with a virtual housewarming present: a plate of chocolate chip cookies and a bottle of fabulous wine. Since it’s virtual, I don’t have to worry about whether or not you’re counting calories or a recovering alcoholic or any of the other things which keep me from properly welcoming people when they move into my real life neighborhood.
mariegauthier Said:
on April 16, 2010 at 2:37 pm
Sounds like a pretty awesome way to spend a NPM evening to me! And as long as the cat’s happy, you know all’s right with the world. 🙂