Best Horror of the Year, Mid-American Review, and Cheer up, it could be worse, the joke

First, some good news. In the last two days I’ve received two lovely contributor copies, one of Ellen Datlow’s Best Horror of the Year anthology, in which I have a poem, “Introduction to the Body in Fairy Tales.” This is a great, eclectic collection of speculative writing, even if you’re not the typical horror fan.

The other is the spring 2014 issue of Mid-American Review, in which my poem, “Every Human is a Black Box,” appears. This is especially exciting for me because I sent there for years, getting nice encouraging rejections, and it was one of the first literary magazines I read and sent to (one of the only ones available in Cincinnati bookstores back in the 90s.) Loved reading through the rest of the issue – Mid-American Review is consistently great.

You know how I was talking in my last post about family and anxiety? You know that old joke? “Someone told me, “Cheer up, it could be worse!” So I cheered up, and sure enough, it got worse!” Well, after all the worrying about my little brother in Thailand, the Santa Barbara shootings, etc,  my very health-conscious mother-in-law went into sudden kidney failure a few days ago. We can’t figure out a cause except for a recent course of Celebrex and years of NSAID use, which, FYI for your older parents with arthritis, can sometimes cause kidney failure, especially in older folks whose kidneys don’t handle toxins quite as well as they do when you’re young. And kidneys aren’t the kind of organ that’s easily fixed. Asking continued prayers and good thoughts for Sally, a very sweet sort of mother-in-law, who is going in for more tests in a few days. She was in the hospital, now she’s out with apparently better blood work, but we are still worried. It’s especially hard on Glenn to be so far away from his mom (his brother is in Cincinnati, so that at least is comforting) right now, and we’re trying to help her understand the doctors and the lab work as much as we can over the phone.

I’ve also been laid up with a sprained ankle and mystery virus, which have caused me to read a lot but not feel very productive. I’m hoping to bounce back soon, otherwise I’m going to go crazy – we’ve had all this nice weather, all this stress, it all just begs for long walks and writing! Neither of which I’ve been able to do.

Stay tuned for links to a new poem in Anti-, as well as my first somewhat snark-ish review in The Rumpus. I feel very ambivalent about writing anything negative about another poet’s book, especially a female poet whose other books I really liked, but…well, you’ll see when the link to the new review goes up. (Added: the link to the review.)