Today Jeremy and went out on a date!
First off we stopped by the bookstore because Jeremy is currently reading the Hyperion Cantos series by Dan Simmons, and he needed the next book. I technically didn't need a new book, but I got one anyway. Or two. You might have figured out by this point that I have a slight addiction to books.
At any rate, the first bookstore we went to didn't have the book he wanted, so we drove over to another bookstore, where he found it right away. He checked out and actually called me on my cellphone from outside the bookstore because I hadn't realized he'd left the store; I was so busy wandering around in the usual state of bliss I enter when surrounded by my own personal literary brand of crack. Cheeky man!
I had to leave the store bookless. It was terrible.
Then we walked over to a local hole-in-the-wall Pho shop, where we each ate a huge bowl of tasty Vietnamese soup. I swear a small bowl of that stuff is about two meals worth for me, but somehow there's never any left over to save!
After eating we needed to walk off our gigantic meal, so we drove over to the mall and wandered around for a while. I picked up another t-shirt and a pair of knee-high socks for roller derby practice, because I can never have too many socks. These are teal and have little whales on them: too cute! I'll use them for Connor's therapy when I'm not skating in them, since we go without shoes in the activity rooms.
Once we'd walked off our lunch we went to (where else?) one of our many local coffee shops, where we sat for an hour or so sipping delicious beverages and reading. Finally it was time for us to come back home because Jeremy needed to spend some time in front of the computer. I dropped him off and then drove over to a different coffee shop to spend some time cozied up to a fire while writing mediocre poetry.
I was excited to see, by the way, that the Femme Fatal special issue of Thunderclap! Magazine is out; I have three poems published inside (pages 19-22). You can download a free version or buy a paperback version of the magazine here. I'm always excited to see any of my poetry in print, and it makes me want to submit more often. I rarely do, however, becase I can never figure out when anything is finished. It drives me nuts.
Oh well. I'll keep plugging away at it!
~Jess
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3 comments:
Booyah! Way to go, sister! Love your poetry (o noetry!) as always. :)
I've been reading your blog for a while but I don't think I've ever actually commented before. Better late than never, I guess.
Went to read the online version of Thunderclap and was merrily going along, enjoying what I was reading but not knowing which was yours (because you don't ever really use your own name in your blog I wasn't even sure what author to look out for) and I got to a poem that I loved. In a delightful funny "must show this to other people" way.
It was, er, one titled "In Defense of Ill Named Birds." Maybe you've heard of it.
I really liked it and your other two! So thank you for writing and sharing them.
(And now I feel sort of bad for never commenting the other times I've been tempted to. Maybe from now on I'll be less shy.)
I just read (and re-read) an awesome book called "Room" by Emma Donoghue. A woman was kidnapped 7 years ago and has been living in a "room" (shed) every since. 5 years ago, she gave birth to a boy, and this book is written from the perspective of her son. (It's actually very well written - I was afraid it would suck coming from his perspective.)
Amazing. Totally amazing.
Not only do I rarely buy books (I live 2 hours away from the nearest bookstore), but I even less often keep them. And this is a keeper. I don't even want to lend it out right now... just keep it near me.
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