Hey fellow Nomenclators, remember me? I know it has been a while, and for that I am sorry. I’ve been spending the last month or so compiling a portfolio for graduate school. Or something. Really, I tossed a bunch of creative non-fiction pieces compiled during November’s BloMo into one word document and just kind of stared at that. No editing, no refinement. No nothing.
Let’s face it: I’m lazy. But I’m trying to turn that around. I’m trying to open up again. I think the best way to do this is to try another Blog Month. I’m already 5 days late, but such is how these things begin: slowly, clumsily, drunken.
What else have I been up to, you ask? I’ve been reading a lot. I’ve been pushing up my glasses a lot. A little of this and a little of that. Last fall, I became enamored of short fiction, developing an insatiable appetite for it. A Public Space turned me on to contemporary shorts and then I started picking up journals left and right.
To date, I’ve read:
Tin House
The Kenyon Review
The Paris Review
Noon
McSweeny’s 24
In progress:
Glimmer Train Stories
In the queue:
Prairie Schooner
Whiskey Island Magazine
The Paris Review (New)
A Public Space (New)
So that is what I have been up to these days. If anyone out there in the blogosphere would like to join in for the February Blog Month (FeBloMo), by all means. I’m hoping to foster another creative forum, much like we had going last fall. Then again, I am weighed down by the heavy air of mid winter and the audacity associated with trying to catch lightning in a bottle twice. Have faith, brothers and sisters, we can make it through this thing.
Yours truly,
--RdB
3 comments:
we believe in you! write write write!
You are the wet dream of any small press. I think you should write about the night you saved Will Teckmeyer.
where is will teckmyer?
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