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Pubwishing

This is a silly little piece with a sincere note of encouragement beneath. This is dedicated to my dear friend, D.S. who relentlessly encourages me whenever I (which is often) want to just throw my hands up in futility and pound my stubborn feet and scream, “the hell with it…”

I hope I can do the same for her and her outstanding writing talent.

I’m sending my manuscript to Pubwish Inc.
They ‘doesn’t’ ask you to visit their website
and tell them why you think you’d make a good fit,
Pubwish Inc. is so intelligent, that they tell you
They don’t burn your pages over a misplaced comma,
nor do they don’t require representation by the, Now You’re Mine Agency
Pubwish Inc. receives one-thousand manuscripts per day,
yet they appreciate being held in such high regard
Pubwish’s benevolent editors always remember
what it was like when they started out
the cold hard of rejection
the very word REJECTION
arriving crooked on a lopsided postcard
or dinging in through email before your fingers even dot the last manuscript “i”
Pubwish Inc. never wants creative souls to feel devalued
so
that’s why my manuscript is going to Pubwish Inc.
They accept unsolicited ms by the ‘unagented’ and the unpublished
Upon receipt of your first child manuscript,
Pubwish Inc. gifts all courageous inkers with
a lifetime supply of free beer
and an everlasting red lollipop

CanDo

CanDo

I know–Christmas when it ain’t even Halloween–this has beer and that’s what I’m pourin’ on my head if and when I ever get published.;)

And to D.S. – row, row, row…:)

Seeing through the Flog

It is Valentine’s Day 2014. Outside is covered in snow too deep to even call it a blanket – it’s more like one of those comforters you start to shop for when you’re nearing 50 ’cause you’re always cold except on the nights you rip all the covers off ’cause your beyond human sweat.

Truth be told this is my second attempt at blogging. I began a blog 2 years ago (if I remember correctly) but stopped, fearing I didn’t quite grasp the medium. Here I am two years later hoping I’m a wee bit smarter because I read a blog book and watched WP tutorials. My fifteen-year old daughter can’t believe my tech ignorance at times, but in those moments I gently remind her how I helped her with some HS art projects  ’cause that’s what comes naturally to me. My thirteen-year old son will simply sigh and return to playing Xbox (during his alotted time of course!).

I’ve written over nine manuscripts (submitted to the big houses and have built an extensive rejection file thick enough to be used as booster seat – I did get a few second reads – those positive rejections have kept me writing), I draw and paint, sometimes attempt poetry, I now write a little monthly column for my local paper, I enjoy coming up with catchy slogans or images on tees, – in short, I’m all over the place and my places aren’t always connected. This new blog, anntogether is my best hope for getting all the things I love in one place while reading and seeing and enjoying what others do in this ginormous, creative community.

So here’s to a day of love, snow-shoveling and thinking good thoughts.

ps Please bear with me on my blog’s nakedness. I hope to add picts and color…as I go…