Happy Almost-4th with Birds on Display! Foreword Reviews Flare, Corona, Writing with Friends and Other Ways to Nurture Your Inner Writer, and Disability Pride Month

Happy Almost-July 4 with Birds on Display! And New Reviews, a Disability Pride Month Reading List, and Writing with Friends

Happy holiday weekend! I know most of the country is wreathed in wildfire smoke, so stay safe out there. I myself have been struggling with bad asthma this week – though no wildfire smoke is here yet – and have been breathing my nebulizer and relying on eucalyptus steam and steroids to keep my lungs clear.

While I’ve been resting, the birds have been putting on a wonderful display – especially a family of goldfinches and migratory Rufous Hummingbirds and their babies.

Flare, Corona Reviews and Reading Lists

Me with red hair for the 4th in lavender fields with Glenn

I was also lucky enough to have my first official print review of Flare, Corona in Foreword Reviews! Thanks, people at Foreword!  Here’s a sneak peek at the review, which also included a poem.

And did you know July is Disability Pride Month? I did not until CLMP posted a reading list for it, including wonderful books by friends like Ilya Kaminsky, my own new book and a poem of mine. I feel honored to be in good company, and ordered a couple of books off the list immediately. Here’s the list! Feel free to support disabled writers in July!

Writing with Friends and Other Ways to Nurture Your Inner Writer

I’ve also been working on my next book in preparation for a weekend writing retreat with my friend Kelli Russell Agodon. We are going to exchange books, talk shop, bring some books to read and maybe take some outings for fancy tacos, ice cream, or a lavender farm or winery. I also attended a wonderful online talk by Orion on fairy tales and climate crisis, which was really interesting (and I re-subscribed to Orion,) and had our book club where we discussed Donna Tartt’s The Secret History, and our next book up, the poetry book Our Dark Academia by Adrienne Raphel, who I’d never heard of before I picked her book at Open Books, Seattle’s all-poetry bookstore (where I’m heading today as well, along with a stop at the Frye Museum to see this exhibit by Kelly Akashi.)

Kelli and I pre-gaming for our writing retreat

As you might be able to tell, after six months of doing promotion work for Flare, Corona, readings, radio interviews, social media, etc, I felt my inner writer and creativity needed a little bit of a boost, a refill, if you will. I hadn’t been writing much new work or sending out much work, and some of that is the energy bank of a chronically ill/disabled person – hey, if you’re promoting your book, you don’t also have energy to write reviews, write new work, experiment in the way necessary, or think about where to send new work (much less get your nerve back up for rejection!) I don’t think it’s discouragement as a sort of estrangement, so I think that being around my writer friend and being around new books and art and the overall energy of working on a new book rather than trying to generate excitement about your previous work, which let’s face, you had to turn in edits way back at the beginning of the pandemic and who can even remember that far back?

In the meantime, my nine-month-old kitten Charlotte demonstrates a wise lesson: we really should stop to smell the literal roses (or lavender, or peonies, or sweet peas.)

Something about this time of returning to work/life/travel after a long period of absence with the pandemic makes everything a little strange, so it’s important to literally stop where you are, evaluate your surroundings, and make sure you are still enjoying the little things around you that might have gotten blotted out by all the busyness of the last few months. Part of being a poet, I think, is remembering those little moments – I mean, not all fluffy kittens and flowers, but all the moments worth remembering – time with your family, time creating, and time spending nurturing your creative inner self.

Welcome Summer! Celebrating the Solstice and a New England Radio Interview about Flare, Corona

Solstice sunset, with lavender and sun flare

Welcome Summer! Celebrating the Solstice and a Radio Interview

The solstice came this year gently – a little overcast, temperatures in the 70s, and the sunset lasted til almost past 9 PM. We celebrated more simply this year, a trip to 21 Acres, a local farmer’s market, where we bought local honey, cherries, peas, and carrots, and a sunset spent at the lavender farm down the street, where the blooms have just started on the oldest lavender plants. It was lovely to feel the grass, smell the lavender, feel the sun – not too hot or punishing – and welcome in this fraught season. (Fraught because of the wildfire risk and because MS patients tend to worse in the heat.)

In the wildflowers on the solstice

But there is a lot to love about summer, even for me – the slower pace, the longer less dreary days, more time for gardening and birdwatching, and cherries (I mean until you’ve had local cherries in Washington right at the peak of the season have you ever really had cherries?) And time with friends and family. I’ll be meeting some new family members for the first time next month – my little nephews and nieces who live in Cincinnati and have never been even close to the west coast. I’m looking forward to more wine-tasting dates with my writer friends – it’s easy to entice them out this way when the flowers are in bloom, every winery has live music and the patios are all open. When we were at the lavender farm (officially, the farm is called JB Growers Family Lavender Farm) we could hear a local concert on one side, people cheering for baseball players on another and the whistles of red-winged blackbirds all around – and still there was such a sense of quiet and peace.

Radio Interview about Flare, Corona, with WICN, a New England station, and Mark Lynch

I am grateful to WICN and Mark Lynch for interviewing me for their station about my new book, Flare, Corona. It was a pleasure – we talked about a shared love of 50’s sci-fi movies, health crises, and more. We actually went on talking after we were off the air, and it was so fun, It felt like talking to a friend, which means that guy is really good at his job!

Here’s the link to listen to the whole thing: Jeannine Hall Gailey – 90.5 WICN Public Radio

Anyway, I hope you enjoy and it gives you some insight into the book, writing during a pandemic, and killer shrews.

And here are a few more pictures from the week – from our solstice visit, a literary kitten living the good life, and our summer visitor, the black-headed grosbeak. I hope your entry to summer will be as gentle and lovely as possible. (Stay away, wildfires!)

Visiting (and Supporting) Local Lavender Farms, Building Your Own Residency, and When You Know You’ve Done Enough for Your Book

Mt Rainier with wildflower patch

Visiting and Supporting Local Lavender Farms

Glenn and I went to visit our local lavender (and later corn, and pumpkin) farm on its opening day, also the first day I felt well enough to get out of the house. It was the one cloudless sunny day before a string of cold rainy days (it was 54 degrees and rainy two days ago! In June!) And rain today. And tomorrow. After a hot dry May, our June has become June-uary.

We are thankful to have beautiful spaces in our neighborhood to celebrate. My own yard is pretty small (like most yards in the Seattle area—pricey real estate means small yards), so it’s nice to see what happens when you can plant acres of flowers or herbs or vegetables. Not to mention it’s good for local pollinators and birds. Look at this wildflower patch! And even though the lavender is just starting to bloom, it already smells amazing.

Flare, Corona in the lavender field

When Do You Know You’ve Done Enough for Your Book?

A friend of mine reminded me that I hadn’t posted a picture of my book on Instagram for a while, and also reminded me that most of my friends still don’t know I have a new book out (despite postings here, on social media, etc, for three months). And she was right! A friend just congratulated me on my new book after an Insta post this week.

This brought me to think about how and when you know you’ve done enough promotion for your new book. Even when you think you’ve done enough (and even if you wrote a book on book promotion for poets) you probably haven’t. So, Instagram post it is!

This also makes me think about my upcoming radio interview this Thursday on a radio channel in New England. Things like this are lucky breaks and bring attention to your book outside of your hometown. I’m also thinking about booking more readings this fall, and of course, still waiting for reviews (crossing fingers) and prizes (crossing fingers even more). It’s June and the book came out officially in May, though it made its debut in March at Seattle AWP. It feels like I’ve been promoting it for four or five months. But really, we should probably plan on about six months of solid promotion time for the launch of our books, including the months before and after. And for a whole year (or two), depending, we should plan to keep doing readings, interviews, or if other opportunities pop up. Poetry books have a long roll out—sometimes they sell better in year two than in year one, simply because word of mouth finally gets around, or someone teaches your book months after it comes out.

Fluffy Hummingbird

Building Your Own Writing (or Artistic) Residency

As a disabled and chronically ill person, most residencies are not built for me. If they require ladders to loft beds, or building fires, or steps, or even providing food that isn’t food-allergy safe (I’m allergic to about nine things, the most dangerous of which is wheat, in almost everything)—yeah, they’re not a good fit. I stopped applying for most residencies years ago when I realized—hey, they’re not built for non-perfectly healthy, able-bodied people. They’re not built for me. But I hear from a lot of people that they can’t do “normal” writer’s residencies for a variety of reasons besides their health—kids, jobs, or caretaking roles among them. So, here’s some ideas for people who can’t do the “normal” residencies.

Build your own! I live in a lovely area and there are a variety of places to stay at a variety of prices (yes, they tend to be higher in the summer as that’s our high season, but not always). If you can housesit for a friend going out of town, that can also count as a residency. Renting an AirBNB down the street. Anytime and anywhere you can get away—even just for a couple of days—to focus on your craft, your art and your writing, that counts as a residency in my book. I’ve got one planned in a couple of weeks, and I’ve already printed out poems for my next book to look at and started some relevant reading to prepare for it. Just this last week I spent over fifteen hours sitting in (virtual) doctors’ offices. Health problems are time-and-energy-and-money consuming. If I don’t set aside time (and energy, and money) for art and writing, it won’t happen—everything else will swallow it up. I’m sure you know how it is—if it’s not doctor’s appointments for you, it might be your family’s needs, your job’s needs, or the seven things you volunteer for (hey, I used to be addicted to volunteering, too).

Residencies should involve down time, too—you don’t have to spend the whole time reading and writing—you can goof off, sketch, visit local things you don’t normally get to, have a picnic, listen to music at full blast—anything that helps you get into your writing groove. And you can involve writer friends! Inviting a friend might help your residency to be even more productive, as you can get together and talk shop, plus friend time is important for artists of all stripes. Think about as building space for your creative self. It is just as important as any other aspect of your life, and deserves time, money, and attention. You know how, if you’re married or living with a partner, you reserve “date nights?” It’s the same for your creative self. So, think about creating your own personal artist’s residency. Good luck! And leave a comment if you’ve successfully done this!

A Week of Dentists, Downtime and Summertime Rain: The Ups (and Downs) of New Books

The Ups (and Downs) of New Books

Not feeling super for this update, had dental work earlier this week and got pretty sick for the whole week. This happens a lot to me after dental work. Part of the whole “crappy immune system” that is part of my life.

Goldfinches in flight

But that’s not what I want to talk about on the blog this week. Someone on Twitter this week talked about how depressed she felt after her first book came out. I tweeted back something like: “That’s normal, you’ve got it all built up in your head so there’s inevitably let-down, book launches (now more than ever before) take so much effort on the part of the author—social media, readings, constant promotion. It is tiring.” And those things are the truth. Flare, Corona is my sixth book of poetry, and my eighth book altogether—but you never really get used to it. It never gets easier. Even if you have a great press, even if you’re totally healthy, even if you’re not coming into year three of a pandemic.

See the goldfinches in that picture. One of them is about to get off his perch—the other is mid-flight. You get the sense these birds are putting in a lot of effort. If you’re mid-flight, you’re thinking about your destination—if you’re just launching, you’re thinking about how you’re going to make it. It’s sort of like that with books.  There’s the book launch—maybe a party with friends or with your publisher—a few readings, a few reviews, maybe even good ones. Maybe you sell a fair number of books. Then the excitement fades, and guess what? You’ve launched, but you’ve still got work in front of you. My first poetry book still has readers, believe it or not—and it was published in 2006, the publisher changed hands, and I don’t even know if you can buy it through regular channels anymore. The point is, after the three months of book launch activities have faded, the book goes on. Sometimes you get tired. Sometimes—and this is completely normal—you feel discouraged that the book didn’t do as well as you’d hoped.

Pink Peony garden

I’ll tell you a funny story about a non-poetry book. I wrote a technical book about web services once. I knew the press expected to sell 60,000 copies, and it sold more like 10,000. That would be a huge number for a poetry book, but a disappointing one for this particular kind of technical book. Because I was writing about technology that didn’t even fully exist yet, reviews were sort of dismal. But the key for me was that the expectations were higher than the actual performance. That always hurts. You always think: what could I have done better? Every book, I’ve learned something. Book promotion has really changed since my first book. The pandemic has maybe changed the face of book promotion forever. This time around, I learned about Instagram and video editing—there’s probably more I need to learn, too.

Striped rose

Summertime Rain and Restoration

It rained this week after a long (for Seattle, anyway) dry spell. My garden appreciated it, and also, it takes a little bit off the frenetic pressure (in Seattle, anyway) to be out having a “great time outdoors” during the summer, after the long gloom of wintertime (and it was longer than usual this year, too). The flowers appreciate the wet April and the dry, hot May—things bloomed early, then died off, and the second wave of summer flowers has begun in my garden and all around. I got out a little in my garden, fertilizing and pruning and checking on the health of all my little plant babies (my particular baby is my little Pink Lady apple tree which nearly died of mold last summer, after a very wet spring).

Red zinnia

The rain is a break, as I said, from the feeling that we should be out having a “good time” as long as the sunshine. Now, if you follow this blog, you may know I have something called “solar urticaria”—which means I’m allergic to the sun. My body actually does better under a protective cloud barrier. MS means the heat makes symptoms worse, too—so for most people, this is “max fun” season, whereas for me, summer is usually my time to stay in and not try to do too much. It’s a good writing season for me, as long as (ahem) I’m not sick. And downtime can be important. It can be restorative. When I study a lot of writers’ lives, I notice a lot of them had lots of downtime—whether because they were frequently ill, or they had a disability, or they were Emily Dickinson. The rain is good for the garden, restorative. It’s important for us as writers, especially during something stressful like a new book launch, to think about what restores us as artists. For me, the time to read (I’m reading five books at a time this week!) and spend time with other artists, and to be out noticing things – like, art galleries and gardens—are important parts of restoring my creative self. You have to decide what the things are for you. What’s your rain?

Reading Reports and Videos from Third Place Books and a Disability Fundraiser, First Butterflies and Ducklings, and Waiting and Planning (Summer Edition)

First butterfly report – swallowtail and lilacs

Reading Reports from Third Place Books and a Disability Fundraiser, First Butterflies and Ducklings

I was a little under the weather last week, and then had two reading events in a row – so this weekend I am taking it easy. The good thing about being a little under the weather is that when you’re around the house you notice things more – like, for instance, the first Swallowtail butterflies on the neighbor’s lilacs, or the first ducklings in the water.

And I was well enough for both readings to be fine – and I will say more about the readings later – but it’s nice now to have some downtime to plan for the summer. Maybe planning an online workshop, an online salon with a friend, or planning for the visit from my older brother and his kids. Right now it’s sunny and 65 degrees – now this is my kind of summer weather!

Glenn and I with peonies before disability awareness fund-raiser reading

Third Place Books and Breaking Barriers Reading Reports and Videos

So the two readings I had this week couldn’t have been more different, though both were wonderful. The first was Third Place Books, Lake Forest Park location. My college roommate (who I hadn’t seen in six years!) came and so did some old friends and even some of my book club friends, and I had lovely interactions with the bookstore employees too (and left with a special signed edition of one of my favorite books, Siri Hustvedt’s The Blazing World.) I was a little late and breathless on arrival, but Glenn captured some video. You can go to YouTube to watch the whole reading:

or if you don’t have much time, watch (in less than one minute!) one of the poems, “Wish You Were Here (Postcard from a Pandemic)” here: Jeannine Hall Gailey reads “Wish You Were Here from Flare, Corona.”

The other reading was at a fund-raiser event for Disability Writers Washington called “Breaking Barriers.” I performed after a hip-hop artist, there was a one-act play, a pianist and a comedian as well, all of us with disabilities, and the party was mostly disabled people (and some politicians) – it was huge, probably the biggest audience I’ve had in a while, at least two hundred people – and I felt I really connected to the audience, which was nice. (There may be a recording available but I don’t have it yet.) There were service dogs and I must say some very advanced wheelchairs – and an array of excellent sparkly jackets and shoes on both genders. (This has got me thinking of getting Glenn some bling-ier clothes!)

I was a little afraid of some kind of overload of people wanting some kind of performative positivity from disabled artists (which if you know me, is not really my jam), but because the audience was mostly disabled, it didn’t really feel like that. It did feel like a bunch of people who were actually trying to fight for things like accessible public transport and working rights (ADA stuff) being defended and other kinds of activism. I left feeling like I was part of a new kind of community. And I talked to a disabled teen about publishing her stuff, which sounded amazing. That kind of thing is very much like “oh, this is why I do this!”

Full Strawberry Moon

Waiting and Planning (Summer Edition)

So now is a time of rest, and waiting (for book reviews, or prize news, or anything else about Flare, Corona which, by the way, you can now buy locally at Open Books and Third Place Books,)  and planning for the summer. I plan to do a few more readings in the fall, if people are still interested, but in Seattle it feels like the summertime is not a good time to plan poetry readings, because so many people (especially after a weirdly cold long winter) are desperate to be outside ALL THE TIME. I’m looking forward to visiting Port Townsend and the beach, to visiting my local lavender garden and walking around the local wineries, summertime book club meetings, and more family visiting time. Glenn is also going to graduate from his Master’s program in August, so we should do something to celebrate that, right?

Summertime is also max MS symptom time, so I’m careful not to plan too much during the hot months. Last year there was bad wildfire smoke all the way through September, so hopefully no repeat of that (see: Poison Ivy new comics based in Seattle inspired by the pandemic and wildfires here.) The hard push – that started with Seattle’s AWP and ended with June 1st’s fundraiser reading – for Flare, Corona‘s launch has kind of eased, and now I can plan a more relaxed approach to book promotion, and choose my projects, which is nice. I’ve talked to a couple of people about doing some online events, workshops, and salons, which sounds fun. So as summer approaches, I’m wishing you all the same things I’m hoping for – adequate time to get outdoors in the forest, mountains, or beaches, good writing and reading, and getting back to in-person outdoors visiting with friends and family.