So, some good news on the job hunt front…

Unless I mess something up radically in the paperwork (always a possibility) I’m going to start teaching a poetry seminar class for an MFA program this fall. It’s not full-time or tenure-track or anything fancy, but a great start. Squuuuueee! Now I’m nervous!!! I know some of you have been teaching forever, and it’s all old hat to you seasoned professionals, but for me, it’s thrilling. Name of program to be revealed later…
Did I mention both my parents are professors? So I couldn’t escape it. Plus, it turns out, what with all those guest-teaching stints and workshops that wonderful people offered me, I really loved teaching.

I guess this means I’m part of the po-biz now, eh Eduardo? Now, to get together enough funds to move AND start my own press…then I’ll really be shaking.

Did I already recommend taking b12 supplements? Awesome stuff. Why wasn’t I taking this ten years ago, since I’ve been borderline low at least that long? So much more energy!
Also, I wrote a new poem, first one in some weeks. And I liked it! It was partially inspired (gothic-mood-wise) by the book Daphne, which continues the gothic reading streak started by “Jane-in-the Box.” Daphne follows the lives of a contemporary graduate student in a Mrs. De Winter-marriage, Daphne du Maurier, a dubious Bronte librarian, and Branville Bronte. One reason to love the book is that the “Rebecca-type” character is a glamorous, thirty-something, brunette poet. Gotta love those kinds of villainesses, right? Also, repeated references to JM Barrie and Peter Pan, Henry James, The Snow Queen, Jane Eyre…