Some Good News from AWP, A Quote in Poets & Writers, Blurbs for Flare, Corona, and Visiting with Writer Friends as Smoke Season Turns to Rain Season

Red sunflowers, last week of sun in October

A Week of Smoke, Good Poetry News, and Visits with Poet Friends

It’s been a week! We were mostly trapped indoors by smoke—except for a brief window where I saw poet friend Martha Silano and we went to our local pumpkin farm. I even had to cancel our wine book club due to dangerous air—over 300 AQI, which was disappointing.  Yesterday, we finally got some long-needed rain—which is supposed to last every day ’til past Halloween. Ah, smoke season turning to rain season. But it is nice to be able to breathe outside again!

I had some good news from AWP, then an unexpected appearance in the latest issue of Poets & Writers—both of which were a much-appreciated mood lift. I’m also starting to post blurbs for Flare, Corona, as a prelude to the cover reveal. This book is starting to feel real!

Martha and I with pumpkin and fox

Visits with Poet Friends—Martha Silano and Pumpkin Farms

I was very fortunate to see my poet friend Martha for short visit last Sunday, during which time the wind blew miraculously through in the right direction to give us three hours of relatively clean air—which we took advantage of by going to the local pumpkin farm. It was 85 degrees! Today our high was around 50. Talk about abrupt season changes.

We talked about the Skagit poetry festival, about submitting and rejection, and I spilled about my anxieties about my upcoming book. I am so lucky to have friends with whom I can share these kinds of things. It’s been fairly isolating during the pandemic, and so I appreciate these safe (as can be) in-person visits more than I can say.

Blurbs for Flare, Corona

So, I’m posting a few blurbs for Flare, Corona, this one from wonderful poet Beth Ann Fennelly. It literally brought tears to my eyes, when I first read it.

A Little Appearance in Poets & Writers

I received my issue of the new November/December Poets & Writers and was reading through it when I was surprised to see my name, and a call-out to PR for Poets, in an article by Nancy Reddy on Indie Publicists and Small Press Authors. A big thank you to Nancy and P&W! I wish I’d had this article when my very first book came out!

A Little After Rain Pumpkin Farm Visit to Close the Week

After today’s rain, we had a sunbreak, so since the JB Pumpkin Farm closes after Halloween, we decided to give it one more visit. It was muddier than the last time—and chillier—as you can see by me having to put on a fuzzy sweater later in the visit. Tramping around in the fresh air was great, after yesterday’s deluge and the week of staying indoors because of the hazardous air conditions, and we brought home a huge green pumpkin to add to our doorstep (we’ve got quite a collection now). Some of the sunflowers had been knocked down by yesterday and today’s wind and rain, which was sad, and my own garden today was covered in petals from our last flowers.

It’s truly turning—I don’t know if it feels like fall, it feels like we went straight from a hot, smoky summer to winter-time temperatures and rain, which is a shame. Winter means more writing, of course. But less time in the garden with flowers and birds.

So, we’re saying goodbye, finally, to smoke and fire, to over 80° temperatures, and welcoming in the rain and the cold, and occasionally putting on pumpkin sweaters. I’m so excited about some AWP news that I can’t quite share yet, and there’s more news about Flare, Corona coming soon.

And I’m doing a podcast – the “Rattlecast” on Sunday, October 30th, 8pm Eastern Time: Jeannine Hall Gailey I’ll be talking, appropriately enough, about spooky poetry, and reading a few spooky poems from Field Guide to the End of the World and the new book, Flare, Corona. So tune in if you want a sneak listen to my new book’s poems.

More On Skagit Poetry Festival, Pumpkin Farm Visits, Poetry Business for the New Book and the Smoke in October

More on the Skagit Poetry Festival and La Conner

I promised more last week on the Skagit Poetry Festival and our trip up to La Conner. On the second day of the festival, I got to see a terrific panel with Washington State’s current and former Poet Laureates, which was one of my favorite readings of the festival, and an evening with Terrance Hayes and Jane Hirshfield, who were both great. I also got a close encounter with a great blue heron (but missed my usual seals and otters) and enjoyed the sunny skies and relatively clean air. But by the end of the festival, I was exhausted, and there were a couple of people I talked with that ended up getting covid at the festival. A reminder to wear our masks indoors, still. Sigh. I took tests at 3 and 5 days after the exposure, but ended up fine, relief. But it was certainly a wake-up call for those people who keep saying the pandemic is “over.” Over for whom? Not for me or the folks who got covid, I guess. Did I have enough fun to make the risk worth it? I think so! It was really good to see some friends and get updates on their lives, get their newest books, and just talk writing with writers. We ended up driving home after the last reading and arrived home at about 1 AM and crashed the next day. With MS, you cannot go and go—you do have to eventually rest!

On our second day of the festival, I also made sure to spend extra time at one of my favorite La Conner things, the Museum of Northwest Art, and enjoyed some paintings, including several portraits of Frida Kahlo. So below: me with painting, me with Washington State Poet Laureate Rena Priest, Great Blue Heron, and Glenn and I with a bird sculpture.

A Visit to Bob’s Corn and Pumpkin Farm on Our One Smoke-Free Day This Week

We had one day this week back in Woodinville that was smoke-clear enough to go outside, and that was Tuesday, so we went and visited Bob’s Corn and Pumpkin Farm, a twenty-minute drive out into the country near Maltby that was totally worth it. I got to talk to a microbiologist who was working one of the kid’s games—it always amazes me how many biologists and engineers are working on farms now! We came home with corn, honeycrisp and pizazz apples, and great pickles and preserves. It was so nice to spend time outside, but it was almost TOO warm and sunny— tomorrow it’s supposed to be in the 80s—in October! And still no rain! It’s a weird year. The smoke —which seems ever-present with only brief breaks and no rain—can make you feel even more trapped than covid—because you can’t even go outside to walk around to burn off your energy. I hate it. Hey, I didn’t move to the Pacific Northwest to be trapped indoors by wildfire smoke all September and October!

WordCloud for Flare, Corona

Poetry Business and the New Book

So, this week was busy in terms of planning for the new book, Flare, Corona, which will be out at AWP but whose official launch date is May 2023. BOA Editions had a meeting set up with me and the production and marketing team (!!)—something I haven’t had at other publishers—so we talked galleys, ARCs, dates, the cover, the blurbs, everything.

I realized how much work you can do on a book six months in advance—but the nice thing is, this time I’m not doing all the work by myself. It’s a nice feeling to have support!

Given that I might be a little more disabled and chronically ill than I was at the last book launch, I’m considering hiring some help to do more of the PR. I had an intern for my last book, PR for Poets, and it really helped with some of the detail-oriented work I probably wouldn’t have gotten to without her. This time I’m considering hiring a PR professional to do things that might slip between the cracks otherwise and to help set up Pacific Northwest events. Have any of you done this?

Smoke-filled sunrise

It’s surprising how many of the top poets we all know the names of are hiring PR representation, but not really talking about it. I don’t know why this is, or if there feels like there’s a stigma? I have noticed that people don’t like to admit that they do any marketing for any kind of books, even though you absolutely have to do some amount of hustle, no matter what genre or subject, to get any book a decent audience. It’s why I wrote PR for Poets in the first place—to give people an understanding of how a book gets sold. Some people say, “I’m an artist, I don’t want to think about sales and marketing.” And that’s fine if you don’t care about your book selling or have someone else doing that work for you. In my case, I understand the work, I just don’t have the energy and time that I used to.

Anyway, soon I’ll do a cover reveal, have a pre-sale page up, Galleys, all these things. It’s exciting and nerve-wracking. Will anyone like the book? I hope so! It’s a different kind of book for me, though it still has foxes, supervillains, apocalypses, it’s definitely a more personal collection. I’m talking to some poet friends today which will help remind me I’m not the only one who goes through all this! Wishing you a smokeless autumn week with turning leaves and temperatures cool enough to wear a sweater!

Skagit Poetry Festival and a Trip to La Conner, A Visit with my Brother and Bathing Hummingbirds, and Socializing Again While Trying to Dodge the Smoke

Glenn and I at Roozengaarde with dahlias

Skagit Poetry Festival and a Trip to La Conner

The Skagit Poetry Festival was this weekend and it was really fun to sort of dip my toe back into social literary events again. I got to see a lot of old friends, picked up some books, stopped by some of my favorite places – Roozengaarde Flower Farm and Museum of Northwest Art in La Conner, WA. And we had terrible air in Woodinville, so fleeing to La Conner for better air was a good bet. I’m looking forward to tonight’s reading and will have more pictures next week, I swear.

It was wonderful and therapeutic to be outside without worrying about asthma or burning eyes, especially with all the flowers. It was also wonderful and therapeutic to be around writers and book again, in a somewhat-almost normal setting. Some friends I hadn’t seen in over a year at least. And just being around poets gives you a feeling of…not being so alone in being a poet.

Me with Flower/pumpkin stand at Roozengaarde

I’ve got some more pics that show the flowers against the smoky sky and smoky hills, so even though the air was better, the wildfire smoke hung all around, threatening. La Conner is not a long drive but I don’t visit often enough, and often I just make it up for the tulip festival. But the birds, the flowers, and the general friendliness to art and culture reminded me I should try to make it up more often. Sleepy cows and crowds of red-winged blackbirds didn’t make it into the pictures, and the occasional eagle overhead.

I just love being in a more rural area, and like I said, it was nearly euphoric to be able to walk outside without worrying about wearing an N95 mask (outside! not right! stupid smoke!)  and really the town had pumpkins everywhere, blooming flowers – really unusual for this late in October.

Hunter’s Moon

Brother Visits and Bathing Hummingbirds

A shot of the Hunter’s moon yesterday night. Might be even better tonight!

Before the festival, I had a chance to visit with my little brother and his wife, who came out to Woodinville on a still smoky day and we visited the Woodinville/Redmond JB Grower’s Pumpkin Farm. They went home with five pumpkins!

We had a great time despite the air quality, and it was really nice to visit with them. Another thing I don’t get to do often enough these days: see my family!

Also, I got a wonderful shot of an Anna’s hummingbird taking a bath in our bird fountain. Magical! The birds were in a frenzy all week at the fountain and the feeders. I have more bird pics for next week.

Next blog post I’ll have more info on the new book, Flare, Corona, more pics from Skagit, and hopefully other literary fun news. Wishing you a lovely and smoke-free remainder of October.

Welcome to October: Upcoming Book Launch Planning, Upcoming Book Club, Poetry Festivals, and Podcasts

Welcome to October! And Literary Events!

Can you believe it’s October already? It’s 80 and smoky outside today, breaking records here in Seattle, and we’re supposed to go to a pumpkin farm this afternoon but it still feels like August.

This shot was from a visit to the JB Grower’s Pumpkin Farm, where I got to walk a little way into the sunflower walk (they have acres of corn maze and sunflower walk, as well as their pumpkin patch) and came home feeling fall feels, despite the heat.

It also hit me just this week that my book is real and coming out in six months. The cover for Flare, Corona was chosen this week (reveal soon!), and I started thinking about mailing lists, updated business cards, and scheduling readings. Oh yes, and Seattle AWP next March. My PR for Poets book recommends starting six months ahead of time laying the groundwork for the book launch, and that suddenly hit me.

Also, this month is full of literary activity: the book club I host is meeting on Oct 19th, the Skagit Poetry Festival is happening next weekend, and I’m working on an interview and a spooky poetry podcast. Plus, I’ve got poet dates—getting back into social life is gradual for me—because, let’s face it, in Seattle most of us start hibernating in November and don’t come out until March.

Anyway, here are a few more pics from the pumpkin farm visit to show you it really is pumpkin season even if it doesn’t feel like it today…

Woodinville Hot Air Balloon

Woodinville Book Club and Molbak’s

We did our usual annual visit to Molbak’s for their glass pumpkin patch, and they already had holiday decorations up, including a starry cityscape we posed for pictures with.

In other Woodinville news, our Read Between the Lines Book Club book club is meeting soon at J. Bookwalter Winery. We’re reading the appropriately spooky book Where the Crazy Ladies Are by Aoko Matsuda, which is a comic feminist retelling of a bunch of traditional Japanese ghost tales. We will have wine AND candy, which is a terrific combo for a book club, right?

And here are a few pictures from our Molbak’s visit:

Expect pictures next week from Skagit, and here’s some info on the podcast I’ll be appearing on to talk “spooky poetry” with Tim Green at the Rattlecast on Sunday, October 30th. I love talking about horror and speculative poetry and hope to talk about some of my favorite writers and an anthology or two to recommend.

It’s Decorative Gourd Season! Autumn Equinox and Fall Feels, Pumpkin Farms, and Decisions About Cover Art

At the entrance to JB Grower’s Pumpkin Farm

It’s Decorative Gourd Season! Autumn Equinox, Pumpkin Farms and Fall Feels

I promise I am going to talk about real serious writer book stuff in a minute, but for this first part, can I say…whee, it’s decorative gourd season and I am celebrating fall by visiting pumpkin farms and burning candles like there’s no tomorrow.

We visited one pumpkin farm on the autumn equinox and another the next day. We had beautiful, unsmoky weather and I decided we should take advantage of it before it all turns into the inevitable winter rain. (Someone joked that Seattle has three seasons: rain, summer, and smoke. Sort of true for the last few years!) Besides getting to talk to local farmers, which I love, it gave me and Glenn a chance to get out of the house, into fresh air, get some mild exercise (I’m still using a cane, there’s only so much pumpkin farm tramping I can do), but it also sort of helps your body know: hey, we are changing seasons, pay attention to the leaves, to what is blooming and what is dying, what grows out of the ground, the colors of the sky. Haven’t poets been writing poems about that stuff for years? Fall is my second favorite season after spring (although Seattle springs are mostly damp and brief), and I’m sure many of you feel the same.

Anyway, this first gallery is from McMurtrey’s farm, which is really mainly a Christmas tree farm that we used to go to way before we moved out here to get our trees, but they do a bunch of seasonal stuff for kids and have a beautiful patch of dahlias and sunflowers and pumpkins. Small but photogenic.

The second gallery is from JB Grower’s Pumpkin Farm and Puzzle Patch, on NE 124th (south of their lavender farm and on the other side of the Sammamish River), which is acres of corn maze, acres of what they call a sunflower walk—it has a pattern you can see from the air, which is kind of cool—and just a huge working farm for pumpkins as well. They have a little gift shop for snacks and gourds and amazing pumpkin candles made by a local candlemaker, and it’s adorable—and enormous (tons of parking too). Great for kids who have a lot of energy to burn off, but also fun for farm nerds like me who fondly recall their childhood farm life in Tennessee, for instance. I’ve gotten to know the farm manager at JB Grower’s, who is also a writer and avid reader, and it kind of makes me wish I’d gone into agricultural science instead of pre-med. I could be running a farm right now! LOL. Seriously though, all this farm interaction has made me really glad I stayed in Woodinville and didn’t flee to even more remote ex-urbs during the pandemic, which we seriously considered.

Anyway, I hope these photos help share all the “fall feels” and show how much I appreciate the place I live and the people I live around.

From JB Grower’s Pumpkin patch, with sunflowers

Decisions About Cover Art

Well, I told you there would be serious writer talk and here it is: I am in the middle of working with BOA Editions on deciding what the cover art for Flare, Corona is going to be. Their designer came up with a bunch of options and now I have to narrow them down and eventually pick one.

If you follow this blog, you know I’m sort of a visual art nerd and have friends who are artists and go to galleries a lot, so usually I walk into a book deal having already picked my cover art and artist, but it wasn’t like that this time around. I had the idea of using a solar eclipse shot with a corona, but that seemed very literal (although eclipses do show up throughout the book) for a book about experiencing a cancer diagnosis, an MS diagnosis, and then, bam, the coronavirus years. (Hey, it’s still me, so it’s got some funny sci-fi and speculative stuff in between, don’t worry.)

Sunflowers and Dahlias @ McMurtrey’s

So, I wasn’t really sure at all about what I wanted or needed to communicate about the book with the cover art, which I consider super important—after all, it, not your words, is the first thing the reader experiences with the book. You’re lucky if they glance inside or even at the blurbs on the back—if they don’t like the cover. So, a lot of pressure, right? Anyway, BOA has been terrific about it, and whatever we end up with will be “right” for the book, right? I’ve even contributed photographs for other people’s cover art, so this should have been a breeze, but it wasn’t, and I think part of it is I didn’t go in with a clear idea of what the cover needed to be.

Anyway, soon I’ll be able to share cover art and blurbs and all that good stuff with you! But I wanted to talk about the process—this is my sixth book, not my first, so I wanted to share how these decisions get made. Sometimes the publisher, not the writer, has a clear idea of what they want for the cover, but that hasn’t been the case for me yet. I’ve worked with wonderful artists (some of whom are now good friends) on the cover art along the way, and I am very grateful for that. My only wish is that I myself was a better visual artist, so I could just—boom—design my own brilliant covers exactly representing what’s in each book. Sadly, my only visual artistry skill is photography, and I’m still learning even on that skill set. Anyway, it’ll be nerve-wracking until it’s done.

And I’m doing a podcast for Halloween on spooky poetry, so stay tuned here for more news about that coming up!