For the most part of the first quarter, the pen’s dry. There have been revisions here and there but those are different things. Entirely different from that peculiar rush of nursing a new baby, a new piece. This must be because of being caught up with other responsibilities both relevant and not.
I sorely need the push.
And then came the little bits of news. Early last month, I’ve received an e-mail telling my poem’s inclusion in Montage, the official literary folio of University of Santo Tomas’ The Varsitarian. It was comforting news, especially when I thought the poem “The Storms Around Us” had nowhere to go.
Later last week, another editor e-mailed me that a poem of mine, “How to Identify a Crisis Without Really Trying,” is up at the Philippines Free Press website. Delightful, just delightful.
Today, I think and hope I already have the needed push.
I sorely need the push.
And then came the little bits of news. Early last month, I’ve received an e-mail telling my poem’s inclusion in Montage, the official literary folio of University of Santo Tomas’ The Varsitarian. It was comforting news, especially when I thought the poem “The Storms Around Us” had nowhere to go.
Later last week, another editor e-mailed me that a poem of mine, “How to Identify a Crisis Without Really Trying,” is up at the Philippines Free Press website. Delightful, just delightful.
Today, I think and hope I already have the needed push.