Great Poetry Month Giveaway! Leave a Comment, Win a Book!
I’m finally putting up my post for the big poetry month giveaway (as described here on Kelli’s blog) so please leave a comment so you can win a book (or two, or three!) I’ll be using a random number generator to pick the winner the first week of May (but I’m closing a house in the first few days of May, so if I’m a day or two off, have patience!)
So, a little about me. I’ve written four books of poetry, Becoming the Villainess (Steel Toe Books, 2006,) She Returns to the Floating World (Kitsune Books, 2011,) Unexplained Fevers (forthcoming from Kitsune Books, 2013) and another book I’m still in process with on Oak Ridge and robots. I’m a poet obsessesed with persona, with pop culture, with the spaces between, with women who turn into foxes and disappear. I write, I review, I teach, I edit, I read. I try to become better. Every book I write I try to take a step in a new direction.
1. The first book I’m giving away is my own second book, She Returns to the Floating World. It’s full of meditations on Japanese folk tales, the role of the female icon in anime movies, women who transform themselves, lovesickness, tragedy, and heroism. Plus a little about Knoxville, imagined voyages, marraige, and dreams. From Kitsune Books, cover art by talented Rene Lynch.
2. The second book I’m giving away is a signed copy of Marie-Elizabeth Mali’s Steady My Gaze is compassionate, spiritual in the most interesting way, interested in Jung’s archetype, in love. No one who reads this book walks away unmoved. From Tebot Bach.
Okay, go ahead, comment away and good luck to you! You may also receive one of the following: The Haiku Handbook, a various literary magazine, or another poetry book of my choosing. You know, depending on how big the box I have to ship stuff is!
Interview with Kelli Russell Agodon on the writing life, balance, and more
Today’s Summer Interview series is with Kelli Russell Agodon, whose recent book (Letters From the Emily Dickinson Room) just won the Foreward Magazine Gold Book of the Year Award, is also a good friend and a constant encourager. Here’s what I said about her second book:
“Agodon’s book is a bright, funny, touching meditation on loss, love, and the power of words. Her genius is in the interweaving of God and Vodka, bees and bras, astronomy and astrology, quotes from Einstein and Dickinson, a world in which gossip rags in checkout lines and Neruda hum in the writer’s mind with equal intensity.”
Kelli Russell Agodon’s current book, Letters from the Emily Dickinson Room (winner of the White Pine Press Poetry Prize) was recently named Book of the Year in Poetry by ForeWord Magazine. She is also the author of Small Knots (2004), Geography (2003) and an editor at Crab Creek Review. She lives in a small seaside town in the Northwest where she’s an avid mountain biker, hiker, kayaker, and is a new fan of longboarding (stand-up paddle surfing).
She blogs about living & writing creatively here: Book of Kells www.ofkells.blogspot.com
Connect with her on Facebook here: www.facebook.com/agodon and find her on Twitter here: kelliagodon. Her main homepage: www.agodon.com.
Letters From the Emily Dickinson Room (White Pine Press Poetry Prize) (2010)
Small Knots (2003)
Jeannine Hall Gailey: First of all, congratulations on winning the Gold Foreword Magazine Book of the Year Award in Poetry for your new book, Letters From the Emily Dickinson Room!
You’ve always inspired me by having a practical and hardworking approach to the impractical art of poetry. Could you talk a little bit about your goals over the past ten years and how you set them? What is your approach to the art of poetry submissions?
Kelli Russell Agodon: Thanks, Jeannine! It’s was incredibly exciting learning about the Foreword Prize, I’m still in disbelief of it, but feel very honored having been chosen.
As for my practical approach to the impractical art of poetry, I have always believed I go about things differently in my writing life because of my Capricorn nature. Many artists are right brain thinkers, some artists are messy and enjoy chaos, but as someone who has always been stronger at math and making lists, I have a lot of left-brain elements that have helped me organize my writing life, both in making time for it and setting goals.
My main goal for my poetry has always been to write a good poem, only to be followed by try to write a poem better than the last poem I’ve written. But I’m someone who looks at things in small steps—write a poem, submit a poem, put strongest poems together, write a poem in a similar theme, organize manuscript, submit manuscript, etc—and see them lead to larger projects.
Also, I have a great group of friends who I email my goals to as I realize I am more accountable to others if I have to report back whether I made my goals or not. It’s kind of a mind-trick, but it’s a good way for me to stay on track and get things done.
One way my goals have changed over the past ten years is that I’m not as attached to outcome as I have been in the past. My goal is write and complete good work. I am less concerned if these works go on to be published or win awards (though I do like this when it happens) and more concerned about the joy and satisfaction I get with the act of writing.
As for poetry submissions, my routine is random and haphazard, and I wouldn’t recommend it. I can go months upon months without submitting poetry. I believe in regards to submissions, the smartest writers have some sort of schedule like “submit one batch of poems every Friday.” This is what I’d recommend to poets who want to get their work published and out in the world.
My way is to neglect submissions until I realize I have nothing out to literary journals then send out a huge batch and neglect it again until I have nothing out. I find I become overly critical with my own work when I’m submitting it, so I have to put on my Personal Assistant hat and literally tell myself that I am Kelli Agodon’s assistant who is just submitting poems, not revising them. As I type this, I’m seeing a lot of the art in poetry goals and submissions are to play a lot of tricks on myself.
JHG: As one of the editors-in-chief of Crab Creek Review, could you tell us what the magazine is looking for, and what in direction you see it heading? What advice would you give poets trying to have their work published in literary journals? What’s the biggest mistake beginning poets make when they send work in?
KRA: Crab Creek Review is definitely working toward a more national presence. We’ve been in print since 1984 and have no plans of going out of print or becoming an online journal. We have a strong group of donors, subscribers, readers and writers who keep us going and we are so thankful for this. We’ve added some new features such as interviews (our current issue has interviews with Mark Doty & Todd Davis and our next issue will feature Nin Andrews), but we always focus on our goal of publishing the best writing from the Northwest and beyond.
For poets trying to publish their work, my advice would be—
1) Submit your best work and submit finished poems. That might sound funny to read, but you’d be surprised how many poets send off their poems prematurely. They are very close to being done, but had the poet done one or two final revisions before sending it off, it could have made the difference.
2) Learn about the journal you’re submitting to and what kind of work they publish, don’t just send blindly to places you’re not familiar with.
3) Don’t let rejections get you down. We all get rejected. If someone says they never get rejections, they are lying. It’s part of the deal with being a writer. Realize your work may have been rejected merely because the editor was tired when she read it or the issue was already full—don’t assume it was rejected because it was of poor quality.
As for the biggest mistake new poets make, here’s some do’s (and a don’t or two) I’d recommend (along with some mistakes I made myself when I was a beginning poet)—
1) Don’t trying to be cute, quirky, or whimsical in their cover letter or with their submission. As a younger poet, I have done very dumb things like handwrote “Enjoy!” with some weird cloud scene on a cover letter as if this is what would get me noticed. It probably did, but not in a good way.
2) Do start with your favorite regional magazines. Many times if you are published with them, you’ll be invited to their release party as a reader; this is a great way to learn about publishing and get a chance to read for an audience.
3) Do be humble and professional. Send a cover letter with any publication credits you may have, maybe something about yourself or something you like about the last issue.
I once wrote on my cover letter to The Paris Review something like, “I have returned to writing poetry and I wanted your magazine to be the first place I submitted.” I’m sure they were thrilled with this–Oh great, a new poet sending us her horrible poems. I never considered that this statement from me was probably a huge red flag that I had no idea what I was doing.
4) Don’t follow-up too quickly or be upset if it takes a while to get back to you. Remember that many literary journals are run by volunteers who are writers themselves and we have to balance our own lives, other jobs, family and our writing as well. We do our very best to respond in a timely manner.
5) Do read and follow the submission guidelines. If you don’t follow them, your work may not even be considered. Each journal is different and have certain ways they do things; they will look at your work with happy eyes if you’ve paid attention to these.
JHG: I ran into some recently graduated MFA students the other weekend, and I noticed a lot of them were a bit down and disoriented after graduation. They had stopped writing, stopped sending out, and felt discouraged and overwhelmed by trying to publish their theses. What three suggestions do have for post-graduate MFA students that you wish someone had told you before graduating?
KRA: One is that is okay to take a few months off and not write. I took quite a few months where I reconnected with friends, went out to lunch, and just enjoyed not writing. Getting an MFA is a lot of work and it’s okay to rest afterwards.
The second advice I’d give is to find a schedule that works for you and stick to it. You earned this degree for a reason—to be a better writer—now it’s your job to find time to do it on your own.
My final suggestion would be to find a group of writers who will be your support. They can be friends from your MFA program or other writers you know. Stay in touch, set goals, and hold each other accountable. Because the writing life is so solitary, it’s good to have a community after graduation to offer support and help each other out.
JHG: On your blog you often talk about trying to balance art with life. What advice would you give someone about trying to build more time for art into their already hectic schedule?
KRA: My main advice would be to simplify your life to what is important. I’m always surprised when writers say, “I don’t have time to write” and then in the next breath ask me if I saw The Biggest Loser last night or I see them posting on Facebook. It’s definitely challenging with all the distractions the world offers and the internet, while a very handy research tool, is also a tempting way for writers to lose a lot of time that could have been spent for writing.
But we each have the same amount of time and we each choose what we want to do with it. Choose your priorities. If writing is a priority for you, you’ll make time for it. It’s kind of tough love advice, but I truly believe it.
JHG: Any final words you’d give writers making their way in the world?
KRA: I recently read a quote I loved from Stephen Prossfield’s The War of Art—”If you find yourself asking yourself (and your friends), “Am I really a writer? Am I really an artist?” Chances are you are. The counterfeit innovator is wildly self-confident. The real one is scared to death.”
Doubt always exists in writers and artists. I read that John Berryman would wake up feeling like a genius and go to bed feeling like a fraud. It’s the negative voices we need to turn away from. But deep inside us, I have always believed that each of us knows exactly what we should be doing if we listen closely enough.
My inner compass has always been what’s directed my life and it’s always pointed towards writing. Every time I listened to my head, I was wrong. I chose the wrong jobs, the wrong everything. Every time I listened to that inner voice no matter how ridiculous it seemed, it’s always led me to where I needed to be.
As writers, we just have to trust that our paths can be quite different than the rest of the world. Sometimes we just have to trust it will all work out.
Thanks, Jeannine!
A couple of things – news around the net, children being born. etc…
The first order of business is to say welcome to the new baby boy my older brother Chuck and his wife Melinda just brought into the world! Congrats! It’s been 20 years since my last nephew was born, so it is nice to have another baby in the family. (No pic – or even name – yet!)
I’ve been in, I admit, a bit of a tizzy since the new book came out. I’ve woken up in a panic at 4:30 in the morning every day for a week or two. I have dreams that involve, I’m ashamed to say, Amazon rankings. Yes, having a book can make you crazy, I think I remember that from the first time, but it’s been so long I’d forgotten. It’s like being in love – or, yes, having a new baby – you can’t eat, you can’t sleep, you just want to be around the new book all the time. It’s all a bit surreal, and I need to focus on my next projects to keep me sane and grounded. Always more writing to be done, that’s the truth. (And thanks to everyone who has been buying the book – I really appreciate it and hope you like it! And to those of you who have said nice things about it on Amazon and Goodreads. And those of you who have listened to me ramble on. Many thanks to all of you!)
Thanks so much to Kelli for her “Thankful Thursday” post on me and She Returns to the Floating World, she is definitely a friend to be thankful for! And who else would pose with me in my dime-store tiaras?
A brief trip to Oregon and Kelli’s big news
I am back from a two-and-a-half day quick trip down to Forest Grove, Oregon, to see some old friends – my former advisers, old friends (among them, writers Michelle Bitting, Felicity Shoulders, Rusty Childers, Lisa Galloway, Leslie What, and a host of others,) and it was fun to meet some of the new students too. Patricia Smith was there – one of my favorite practitioners of persona poetry – and the guy that wrote “The Financial Lives of the Poets” which I happened to pick up at an airport one time – and I got to see Kwame Dawes read. That was fun. Bonnie Jo Campbell gave me a tattoo at a wine bar. I’d explain that last sentence, but because I am super geeky, you probably already know it was temporary.
I also saw four white egrets – a bird I thought I had left behind in California, but that I was happy to see this far north – a tree with wild turkeys on all its branches – and I had my first ever experience with someone stealing gas out of my car. (Forest Grove is, besides being a cute little college town, a huge meth center full of tweakers. I remember walking past a police shootout at a meth bust one time on the way to class some seven or eight years ago.)
And now, for Kelli’s big news. Her second book, Letters from the Emily Dickinson Room, which I had the pleasure of reading when it was still in manuscript form, has just won the Foreward Magazine Gold Book of the Year Award. Go over to Facebook or her blog and congratulate her!
Father’s Day Poems
Interesting how fathers show up in poems. Kelli Agodon’s second book, Letters from the Emily Dickinson Room, has several great poems about fathers in it (here’s a link to one of them.) Spencer Reece has a poem about his father who worked at Oak Ridge (!! – Just like my “Robot Scientist’s Daughter” series) in the latest issue of Poetry. Spencer Reece, are we long-lost twins?
She Returns to the Floating World does dwell on my relationships with guys – mostly my brothers and husband, but it has a few poems where my father turns up as well. (My new manuscript, “The Robot Scientist’s Daughter” is really a tribute to my father.)
So here is a poem for Father’s Day from my new book:
Chaos Theory
Elbow-deep in the guts of tomatoes,
I hunted genes, pulling strand from strand.
DNA patterns bloomed like frost.
Ordering chaos was my father’s talisman;
he hated imprecision, how in language
the word is never exactly the thing itself.
He told us about the garden of the janitor
at the Fernald Superfund site, where mutations
burgeoned in the soil like fractal branchings.
The dahlias and tomatoes he showed to my father,
doubling and tripling in size and variety,
magentas, pinks and reds so bright they blinded,
churning offspring gigantic and marvelous
from that ground sick with uranium.
The janitor smiled proudly. My father nodded,
unable to translate for him the meaning
of all this unnatural beauty.
In his mind he watched the man’s DNA
unraveling, patching itself together again
with wobbling sentry enzymes.
When my father brought this story home,
he never mentioned the janitor’s
slow death from radiation poisoning,
only those roses, those tomatoes.
Happy Father’s Day. Love, Jeannine
32 Poems Fave Book Feature and More
Well, my five favorite poetry books feature is up at the 32 Poems Blog:
http://www.32poems.com/blog/2238/day-21-jeannine-hall-gailey-shares-her-five-favorite-poetry-books
May all the books listed sell a thousand copies. Great books, all of them.
And, yesterday, Kelli Russell Agodon’s five fave feature was up, which might have have mentioned Becoming the Villainess:
http://www.32poems.com/blog/2233/day-21-kelli-russell-agodon-national-poetry-month
The bad things about lists like this is I still feel I didn’t even get to talk about a third of my favorite poets. Rebecca Loudon, Karyna McGlynn, Suzanne Frischkorn, Kristy Bowen, Jeff Walt, Karen Weyant…OK, now I’ve listed another six poets that I love. And that’s just for starters.
I have a small haiku up at the new issue of Pirene’s Fountain. The whole issue’s pretty great, and Aimee Nezhukumatathil (another of my fave poets…see, the list just keeps going) is featured in it.
Thanks to a very generous donor, the drive to collect money for the Japan disaster – specifically, for Doctors Without Borders – by selling copies of Becoming the Villainess raised more than $200 for the cause. Thanks again! All proceeds will go to the charities.
April Poetry Month Giveaway and More
Yes, I’m taking part in April Big Old Poetry Giveaway! Thanks for asking and to Kelli for organizing it. I’ll be drawing a winner out of a hat on May 1, so leave a comment on this post (with contact information, including a working e-mail address) and you’ll be entered for a chance to win one of these books!
I’m giving away a copy of:
My first collection, Becoming the Villainess. Pop icons, Wonder Woman before she changed costumes, mythology, and more!
Anna Rabinowitz’s Present Tense
Apocalypse, Political Screed, Religion, History…She’s got it all wrapped up in this Omnidawn collection.
So, besides April being National Poetry Month, it is also the beginning of the class I teach at National University, the month of Seattle’s Sakura-Con and NorWesCon, (which of course include chances to get together with out-of-town friends for fun!) and various other cons in Seattle. There is literally a reading almost every day somewhere in Seattle (check out this calendar) I’m also going to be judging some local high school poetry contests (because, the children are our future, etc.) Did I mention a birthday at the end of the month as well? And I’d love to get a chance to go look at the tulips in Skagit…it’s time for at least one clone!
All over the internets!
Hey guys! Kelli Russell Agodon interviewed me today about my research recently on small presses and micropresses for an article in the 2012 Poet’s Market.
Check it out here!
I’m going to miss AWP this year, but Deb Ager from 32 Poems has some great tips for AWP-goers here!
A Kick-Ass New Year’s Eve Post
I woke up this morning thinking about the main character from the movie, Kick-Ass. An average young man wakes up and decides he is going to stand up for good against crime, despite having no superpowers or special talents at fighting. So he puts on a green suit, goes out and almost immediately gets stabbed by one set of thugs, then run over with a car by another criminal. His injuries put him in the hospital, but sever a nerve and enable him to feel no pain. So it’s not that he doesn’t hurt himself, but he doesn’t feel it. Because of this, he goes back to crimefighting, inspiring people by standing up for the innocent, etc. (And he gets a supercute superheroic girl to really do all the hard work for him. Just like a man! Just kidding.)
This story seems important to me because the hero’s lesson is not that he can escape suffering in his search for justice, but that he must embrace it as if it does not exist. It seems that is an important lesson for me too. We can’t be afraid of suffering; we must act as if it doesn’t matter. We can’t fear pain, or rejection: we must go out and do the things we do despite those injuries, despite our inborn fears of getting hurt.
Yesterday I read January’s post on creating a Poetry Action Plan – not anything I’d ever thought about, actually, though I have a pretty regular schedule of writing, submitting, and reading that I keep to – and this morning read Kelli’s post on successful artists. And I have to admit, I was afraid. Afraid everything wouldn’t go right – that I would keep having injuries and illnesses that would be prevent me from being the poetry superhero I want to be, that I wouldn’t have enough courage to ask for readings or reviews for my new book, etc. The past two years for me have been one long exercise in not being able to do the things I wanted to do – breathe (pneumonia,) walk (broken foot, sprained ankles), eat (ameoba, food allergies)…you know, the normal human stuff. On the other hand, this last year I also finished up a fourth book manuscript I am very proud of and had my second book accepted by Kitsune Books. I am ready to be fearless, to put on my super poet suit and walk out and fight for poetry without thinking about the pain. I need to embrace my inner Kick-Ass-self.
We moved back to Seattle in part because it is where we both feel the most at home. It is a place that honors bookstores, coffee, that embraces art and oddballs. Where they have a sci-fi museum and a poetry-only bookstore. Already, since we have been home, I have felt stronger, more embraced, fortified somehow. Part of this is because of the good friends I have here, the contacts with artists and poets I admire. I hope in the new year to make even more friends, to strengthen a connection to the communities I love, to help young people love poetry, to bring poetry to people who think they hate poetry.
I am wishing us all a 2011 of more health, more prosperity, more peace, more connection to each other. And not to fear pain, or rejection, or failure, but to act as if those things are not important, as if they cannot hurt us, to not allow those things to be obstacles in our paths.
Charms of the Country and Kelli’s readings
Yesterday, after a day of bracing storm and swirl, we had a day of brilliantly watery sunshine and the temp pushed up to 64 with a clear cold wind, which still feels like 50. We did all the things that we moved to our neighborhood to do: we drove past a Christmas tree farm and a farm with Shetland ponies, then hiked a river trail up to another horse farm, then visited truffle-sniffing potbellied pigs at this place. (It’s where I tell everyone to stay if they visit us. I want to move in there myself if I ever make Hemingway money. ) The trees showed their brilliant colors and I wore a scarf for the first time in over two years. We came home and cooked apples with caramel sauce and had baked potatoes. It was a perfect fall day.
And today promises to be another gorgeous day, only this time Kelli is visiting to take me to her Grange Cafe reading, and we’ll eat creme brulee and drink coffee. It will all be very poet-y. By the way, you should check out Martha Silano’s interview with Kellli here. And I hope to see you all at the Frye Museum on Sunday at 2 PM, where local poets Kelli, Allen Braden, Oliver de la Paz and Susan Rich will be reading at the museum. I love poetry readings at art museums and hopefully catch up with my friends! Plus I get to wear black again. I didn’t wear black much in California either.
I was actually excited watching the news yesterday. I must be getting old, because I get more excited about politics than I used to. I’m still cynical, but it’s kind of a wonderful process, this getting to participate in one’s government, even if sometimes if feels like our votes barely get heard among the throng. It’s kind of like poetry: you send out your messages into the universe, having faith that somehow they will make a difference.