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  • When it pours rain, I hear you about struggle and rejection and the terrible, no-good, awful news. I wish I could send you a walk on the beach, and I wish I could tag along with you. It would do us good, even if we both got wet.

    October 25, 2018
  • Jeannine Gailey

    Thank you – yes, as soon as I am over this fever, I am getting back out into nature – I’ve been stuck in bed too many days now!

    October 25, 2018
  • I really appreciate this post, Jeannine. I don’t know what to do with publishing discouragements either, but I’m sending love.

    October 25, 2018
  • I’m sorry! The writing life is so, so tough. And your poems are terrific. And the world is indeed a mess right now, due largely to the hatred and rot in DC. Dealing with all that when you are sick…I can’t even imagine. My sis and her husband, who live near you in Seattle, call rainy days “shiny” ones–not because there’s sun but because things glisten when they’re wet. I wrote a poem about that–but it keeps getting rejected places. Love and unexpected shine to you!

    October 26, 2018
  • Jeannine Gailey

    Shiny days – I like that! I’m watching sideways rain right now and about to drink a hot chocolate…feeling a little more human this morning…

    October 26, 2018

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