It’s NaPoWriMo day 1001. Or at least that’s how it feels.

Yes, watching Kurosowa’s “The Hidden Fortress” and George Lucas’ “Star Wars: A New Hope,” in the same night, was surprisingly fun. And why, you ask, was I available to watch such a marathon? Well, my stupid problems (neck, joint, immune system/connective tissue, etc) were flaring up again, so I was basically stuck flat on my back. After a punishing session with a physical therapist and a chiropractor today, I don’t feel any better. So I was feeling kind of grumpy, healthwise, today, and wrote a grumpy, self-pitying, health-problem-based poem-a-day poem. It’s really just a remix of the themes in this poem. I told Kelli I wasn’t posting my drafts because I wasn’t happy with them, but she told me to post them anyway, so here goes:

They Told Me I Was Special
Poof!
I was supposed to go to a reading on Wednesday for the Wompo Anthology, but as per doctor’s orders, I will be resting my pretty head (neck) instead of partying with my girl-poet friends. Boo.