Getting the Most from January Doldrums, Spoon River Poetry Review Surprise, the Benefits of Downtime
- At January 18, 2018
- By Jeannine Gailey
- In Blog
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- Blooms in January
- Hummingbird in January sunlight
- Me in a brief moment of sunshine in lucky red
What are Doldrums Good For?
Ah, January Doldrums – have you caught them yet? Like the cold that’s been dragging me around for a couple of weeks, like the resolutions you might already feel you’ve let yourselves down with, like the seemingly endless cold, short days – the doldrums can be tough to avoid and sap your energy. This is the time for extra self-care, from taking vitamin C to drinking hot chocolate by a fire to streaming something uplifting or finally cracking open that book you’ve had on your bedside table for a while. See? The doldrums can be good for some things. We humans like to be busy, but something about January – either a bout of the flu, or the bad weather – forces us to slow down and be quiet. It’s a good time to refocus, to cast aside clothes that no longer fit and goals that no longer fit, to look forward to spring (mulching never seemed so optimistic.)
January surprise – Spoon River Poetry Review
Glenn took me out to the local bookstore to cheer me up, and we decided to browse the literary magazine section. Glenn picked up a copy of Spoon River Poetry Review – which I’d never seen at this particular bookstore before, at random, and said, “Jeannine – your name is in here!” Spoon River Poetry Review published a long and interesting essay on apocalyptic poetry in its latest issue, which quoted quite a bit from a guest post I did on apocalypse poetry a while ago on Trish Hopskinson’s blog. And here’s Sylvia posing fetchingly with the issue, which is really very good. It was a reminder that I don’t necessarily know and read all the good journals out there, that I don’t really know what influences people when I write (is anybody out there? Is the usual feeling I get from writing blog posts, lol.) That surprises can find us in unexpected places and unexpected ways.
Cue: The Benefits of Downtime, or Why Not to be Productive ALL the Time
So the last several days I’ve been beaten into submission by the combo of the following: the aforementioned cold, a nasty root-cap – which averted a root canal – and my first full crown – sans novocaine as usual and ahem super painful even for me and my superhero-like dental pain tolerance, a little flare up of my MS symptoms, and short dark days with weather that could charitably be described at “sullen.” This has led me to 1. watch way more movies and listen to more audiobooks than usual (as reading has been impossible with a little double-vision/migraine 1-2 punch) 2. think about things to do to help myself be as healthy as possible (hello, vitamin D gummies and new soup recipes!) and 3. be still and breathe, which is something I resist automatically unless dramatically forced into it. I’m not a yoga person, I hate meditation. When I’m stuck in hospital beds or out in nature, I’m not silent – I typically sing! (I was even singing a little in the dentist’s chair, thanks to ativan and Aimee Mann and Beyonce.) I’m extroverted and a do-er, not a be-er. It’ s the opposite of all the spiritual advice I’ve ever read – and particularly un-useful for someone with chronic illness. I have several “get-er-done” overachieving friends with chronic illnesses that I constantly have to shut my mouth to keep from advising them to “do less” when they suffer side effects from overdoing even though I hate getting that advice myself. Getting comfortable with “doing nothing” is tough. But I’ve noticed it yields insights – into destructive behavior patterns, long-held beliefs that aren’t helpful, etc – that absolutely nothing else does. Outside right now – at 1 AM -thanks steroids! – the wind is making a lot of “look at me” noise in the trees, icy hail pellets are bouncing off the deck, and I’m pretty sure it got dark at 4 PM. But see those pictures at the top of the post? Even now, in January, surely not the time of year to visit the Northwest, there is beauty to be found – brief sunlight on the Anna’s hummingbirds and mysterious early pink blooms in a local garden path. I think it’s part of the pattern of normal human behavior to tend to hibernate during the dead of winter, but for writers, this hibernation can be put to use. We may not see its immediate rewards yet. Cleaning out our closets, reading books or browsing sections of the bookstore we don’t normally see, or taking on a regimen of vegetables we don’t normally eat, or deciding which friends we need to have more of in our lives, which are really rooting for us and which are not – these things will have lasting benefits down the road. Consider downtime as not so much of an obstacle, but a necessity that will help us – just like our garden – to produce better and lasting results. If we look at it that way, we’re less likely to be resentful of a day or two spent in bed, not wasted but rewarding.
What I’ve Learned from My Millennial Friends as a Gen-X Writer, or, How to Submit like a Millennial
- At January 11, 2018
- By Jeannine Gailey
- In Blog
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What I’ve Learned from My Millennial Friends as a Gen-X Writer, or, How to Submit like a Millennial
A few years ago, my friend Kelli wrote a very popular blog post called “Submit Like a Man,” (now archived on Medium,) talking about her experiences with how she observed women submitting as an editor and how she encouraged women to submit more often, more widely, and respond to editors’ encouragement. A great post.
But today I’m going to say – maybe we should learn to “submit like a millennial.”
I was thinking about the many things about the literary culture that are changing because of the younger generation, especially young women, that inspire me. My female millennial writer friends are much more hard-core about submitting their work faster and more often than I do. I never considered myself a slacker in the submissions department, but my younger friends have inspired me to try even harder, try better venues, and simultaneously submit more. They have also taught me how Twitter and Instagram can be positive forces for poetry! (I was dragged into both kicking and screaming. I may still not completely get Instagram, but I’m learning.) Also, they are very social justice focused, and demand to be treated equitably – which we should have been demanding all along, but a lot of women in my generation just assumed, maybe, it would never get better and we couldn’t change it. We were often told “that’s they way things are” and accepted that. The young women I’ve taught, mentored, encountered, and/or befriended do not assume that…They assume they can change the world. And I’m glad about that.
- Get your work out into the world. And sometimes f-ck the rules.
This was a hard lesson for me, because I’m very much a play-by-the-rules person. But watching my millennial friends talk about how often they submit their work was an eye-opener for me. I had never ever simultaneously submitted (“sim subbed”) to more than two places at a time…since I was twenty. I didn’t sim sub to places that asked me not to. But in the last eighteen months, when I was diagnosed first with terminal cancer and then MS, I realized “If not now, then when?” Some literary magazines ask you not to simultaneously submit, then don’t get back to you for six months. Some lit mags take a year to get back to us with a rejection – and that’s not a rare occurrence. I think I realized my mortality, that I could literally die before my poems got published. And I watched my millennial friends, who posted that they sent their pieces to five places at a time – I couldn’t imagine keeping the Excel spreadsheet for that kind of velocity, but it did help me realize that maybe it was okay to send to more than two places at a time. Also I learned to aim higher – and had the positive experience of poems being taken at great places I had not submitted to too often because…they were too good for me? Sometimes our cages are of our own making. Aim high! Don’t be afraid of success.
When I posted about the subject on Facebook, Hope Erica said: “Millennials rock. They fear less, and are ruled by their fear less, then I was. Our stretch goals for acceptance are their minimum that they will tolerate.”
Yes. Our goals are their minimums. Think about that.
- Let social media work for you. And for goodness’ sake, have some fun!
I’ll admit I was scared of Twitter. How was I going to say anything substantive in 140 characters? But my millennial friends made Twitter seem fun! They posted lines from poems they liked, quipped about their days, posted pics from their creative work, and generally encouraged and posted about other writers they liked. It wasn’t the hate-filled crazy place I was worried about – at least not after I muted a few people and learned what hashtags were. Anyway, younger people just do what they want – social media isn’t work for them, it’s fun – not a chore. We X-ers could learn something about that! Kaveh Akbar is a hit on Twitter, not only because he’s a good writer, but because he’s hilarious and generous in his praise of others. - It’s allowed to be all about you once in a while. People complain about the “selfie generation,” older generations lob the accusation that millennials can seem a bit narcissistic. But there is a balance – in the way they bring attention to themselves, they also bring attention to others. I literally cringed through writing my upcoming book PR for Poets, because I felt so much shame about trying to help others bring attention to their own poetry books. Ridiculous, you think? But my generation was shamed for behavior that was sometimes just good sense or for feeling like they had the right to be successful, especially if you were a woman. If you don’t like and promote your work, no one else is going to, right? Promote your work, and remember to promote others as you go. You can post that picture of yourself in the funny hat, but also when your best friend wins a book contest, make some noise. Don’t be ashamed because you are proud of what you’ve achieved. I love seeing my younger friends post about their accomplishments – I’m not mad at them for doing it, I’m happy for them. Chances are, your friends will be happy to see your good news, and if not, um, why are they your friends?
On Facebook, Sally Rosen Kindred said this: “The millennial feminist poets (male, female, and non-binary) whom I deal with most frequently online have impressed me with their bad-ass dedication to writing and submitting, as well as reading and supporting fellow poets by getting the word out about their work. They’ve also taught me to forgive myself and reward myself when I’m beating myself up about my writing practice, my writing’s quality, and my frustration and fatigue in the face of injustice in this country. They are a fierce and compassionate generation of poets and I am so glad to be alive while they are.
“ - Start things. Don’t be afraid. Bring your own literary community. Women are speaking up for themselves. I’ve been around a lot of men who took advantage of women in the literary community. I didn’t make too much noise about the things I experienced in work and school when I was disparaged, condescended to, discriminated against. But young women are making noise now, which has been making women my age say to themselves, “Yeah, and why did we think that was okay again?” It’s not okay to be harassed, belittled, threatened, so why should we pretend it is something we should just “get over?” Millennials repeated message to the gate-keepers who are keeping women and people of color down? Do better. They are demanding it.
Starting your own thing: Some of the most fun reading series I’ve attended were started by young women who were like, “Can’t we have some fun with this literary event?” (The answer is…yes!) When my friends got tired of not seeing literary magazines or publishers that supported the kind of work they liked, they started them. I am so excited to see younger women starting literary magazines, reading series, groups where they workshop and support each other’s work, helping each other find jobs and places to publish – that is really what will change the world. My younger friends have a more optimistic view of the literary world, and why not? It makes me feel more optimistic too. Why can’t things change for the better? Radical thought.
I’m thankful for all my millennial friends for your inspiration! What about you? Are you a millennial with inspiration advice for us X-ers? Are you an X-er or Boomer who has benefited from befriending younger writers? Please leave your thoughts in the comments!
2018 so far: A Poem in Rogue Agent, New Year Zoo Lights, Luck and Poetry Fees, and Thinking About the New Year and New Poetry Blogs!
- At January 03, 2018
- By Jeannine Gailey
- In Blog
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The new year surprised me on January 1 with a new issue of Rogue Agent, which had one of my poems from my new manuscript in it called “Self-Portrait as Radioactive Girl.” It’s a wonderful issue if you check out the whole thing.
So far in the new year, I’ve received two rejections and an acceptance already! I also bought Powerball tickets, something we only do one time a year. This made me muse of the subject of luck, money, and poetry. (My theory was, I had so much bad luck health-wise in the last year, that perhaps the universe would let me win the lottery? I mean, not the whole thing, but a couple of million, enough to pay off student loans, start a poetry charity, and buy my retired parents a house in WA state?) And here’s a sign, lucky or not – today the sun shone bright over Mt. Rainier, and I saw a coyote in the middle of a field, running in a circle, stopping, and running in the other direction. This was under the giant white mountain and bright blue sky in a field of green. If I were a painter…
The Millions had an interesting essay on the “pay to play” model of poetry submissions: https://themillions.com/2018/01/paying-to-play-on-solvency-and-submissions-fees-in-poetry-publishing.html. I also keep an Excel spreadsheet noting financial costs and gains from poetry – submission fees, of course, royalties, literary magazine payments, getting paid for the occasional class or reading. When I make money from poetry, I try to put money back into poetry. I want to support the literary community as much as I can. I spent some time at the end of the year subscribing to a few journals, as I do every year – I try to rotate the journals so I can support as many as possible. I buy a LOT of poetry books (although I get a decent number as review copies) because 1. I want to support my local stores that carry poetry and 2. I want to support small presses that publish poetry. But I do also support the idea of literary publishers, organizations and journals trying to raise money outside the small circle of poets that want to publish – by reaching out more, trying more ways to gain subscribers, maybe advertising? What do you think? I remember being poor enough that every book contest fee hurt. I feel that fees have gone way up since I started trying to publish work waaay back in 2001-2.
We also decided to take a brief spur of energy to go out on the last day of the Woodland Park Zoo Lights show under the supermoon on New Year’s Day. It was very cold – I had on earmuffs, gloves, and a heavy coat, Ugg boots and I was still freezing after about thirty minutes (I know you Northeasterners are having killer storms, but thirty degrees is very cold for Seattle!)
- New Year Supermoon over Woodland Park Zoolights
- Me with Woodland Park zoo’s beautiful carousel
- New Year’s Supermoon
- Butterfly house lights at the zoo
The poetry blogs are rolling again, and it’s a wonderful way to get to know more about some of your favorite writers! Donna Vorreyer has a wonderful list of poets who have joined up and proposed at least weekly blog posts here. Reading poetry blogs will definitely make you feel better than reading the news (oh my God, are we going to die in a nuclear war? No, don’t read the news…) and maybe think about participating!
Happy New Year! Visions for 2018, Things to hope for: Art Friends Flowers Fun
- At December 31, 2017
- By Jeannine Gailey
- In Blog
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What are you hoping to put into your life in 2018?
More health, more happiness, more hope? More art, more time for simple pleasures, more friendships? Every year for the past decade I’ve messed around with art collage to create one of those vision boards. This year I did the fastest one I’ve ever done, which resulted in more intuitive results (and fewer straight lines, perhaps.) I like this exercise because 1. it forces me to recognize the amateur levels of my art skillz, 2. it makes me think about the things I want more of in my life.
What do you want the in your vision? 2017 was certainly nothing like I planned. It’s part of why I stopped doing resolutions in my thirties – with chronic health problems, I knew that any resolutions – even small ones – could be easily disrupted, thrown off – our illusion of control over five pounds, or even, say, the ability to type an e-mail or to remember the last five minutes – really IS an illusion. We do not have that much control over our lives, even though when I was younger (and more optimistic? and more arrogant?) I believed that we did. The things we CAN ultimately control are the way we respond what life throws our way. We can also make small moves to include more “blank.” I call these my aspirations. In my case, in the coming year, I want to include more of the following: laughter, fun, friendship, flowers, inspiration, art, poetry. If I could get a little break from dramatic health stuff, that would be great too, universe!
In the vein of including more art AND more friends, we had a little pre-New-Year’s-Eve celebration with our friend Tacoma artist (and animal rescuer – she’s a professional rescuer now, the person who goes out on cliffs to save dogs and horses! What an inspiration!) Michaela Eaves. Glenn made about fifteen courses for dinner. Here’s a picture of us where she pretends to be my height (she’s actually much taller) – with her beautiful fox painting in the background:
What are your aspirations for 2018? Sometimes, just like making a collage, simply writing down our hopes can help us articulate what we want more (or less of.) Tonight we’ll go out on the town briefly and then ring in the New Year with grapes (good luck? wishes?) and black eyed peas (which I think represent prosperity) and greens (same?) I’m a little cloudy on all my New Year’s eve traditions, but we’ll also have something bubbly and try to steal a kiss at midnight.
Anyway, I’m hoping for a healthier and happier 2018 for us all! This year’s New Year’s Eve Supermoon seems like a good omen, doesn’t it?
- Glenn and I at Willows Lodge
- New Year’s Eve Supermoon
- Glenn and I New Year’s Eve (blue streaks)
- Willows Lodge Holiday decor
- New Year’s Eve peppermint creme brulee
- Glenn and I in front of the Willows Lodge fireplace
Happy Holidays – White Christmas in Seattle, Presents, Ready for the New Year, and New Poetry Bloggers
- At December 27, 2017
- By Jeannine Gailey
- In Blog
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- Snowy Branches
- Glenn and I at Willows Lodge
Hope you all had a wonderful holiday, and got all the things you wished for! We had a rare (for Seattle) White Christmas – the road to our house was actually officially closed, it was so snowy and icy – so we were trapped inside, which wasn’t too bad because we had plenty of food and I had a cold! I did get some poems written, re-ordered and cut some poems out of my manuscript, and spent quality time with my favorite holiday movies and the cats. (Bishop’s Wife, Fellowship of the Ring, and a Hitchcock marathon.) But trying to walk outside with my MS-related vertigo, ice, and a cane yesterday was not an adventure I’d recommend to others! Check out our walkway – this is before we got three inches of snow!
- Hummingbird in snow
- penguin lights
- Snowy walkway
- Snow on the Cascade mountains, Christmas Eve
- Syvia enjoying a snow snack!
I had a very art-filled Christmas, both giving and receiving, this year. A few of my fave presents – a pink quartz necklace by a local artist, Glenn got me a perfume from small-batch perfumer Ellis Brooklyn called “Sci Fi” – appropriate for me, no? And art by Yumiko Kawakuya. Also, unpictured, an out-of-print book ordered from England by one of my fave writers, Stella Gibbons, called The Snow Woman. So old I had to freeze it before reading to get rid of the musty smell (a librarian trick I learned!) Doesn’t that sound good? I can’t wait to break into it. I felt good supporting local artists and writers for the holidays this year – I plan to try it again next year. Unless my friends and family complain about receiving too much art or too many books.
- Sci Fi perfume. Smells like grapefruit, green tea, and non-sweet vanilla
- Yumiko’s tigers
- Yumiko’s sister lioness
- Me sporting the rose quartz necklace and Mark Ryden art brooch
I actually sent out a poetry submission Christmas Eve, wrote a poem on Christmas, and sent out the newest manuscript the day after Christmas! I was feeling very energetic (probably from being trapped inside during the snow! Or the cold medicine.) How about you? I’m ready to set some new writing goals for 2018, and one of them is helping another woman writer with a chronic illness somehow in the coming year. I haven’t exactly figured out the details, but watch this space!
In other happy new year news, a return of poetry blogging in 2018 and I couldn’t be more excited! Facebook and Twitter are too short-form to really capture the writer’s anxieties, excitements, discussions of publishers, literary magazines, even mini-reviews. Here are some links at Kelli Agodon’s newly reopened blog, The Book of Kells! We are committing to posting at least once a week – I’ve tried to do that anyway, but I’ll include a little MS-related and disability-related writing stuff along the way, along with PR, publishing, poetry in general. I’m looking forward to a better 2018, honestly. How about you? Any goals you want to share?






























Jeannine Hall Gailey served as the second Poet Laureate of Redmond, Washington and the author of Becoming the Villainess, She Returns to the Floating World, Unexplained Fevers, The Robot Scientist’s Daughter, and winner of the Moon City Press Book Prize and SFPA’s Elgin Award, Field Guide to the End of the World. Her latest, Flare, Corona from BOA Editions, was a finalist for the Washington State Book Award. She’s also the author of PR for Poets, a Guidebook to Publicity and Marketing. Her work has been featured on NPR’s The Writer’s Almanac, Verse Daily and The Year’s Best Fantasy and Horror. Her poems have appeared in The American Poetry Review, Poetry, and JAMA.


