dulcetly...notes on a bookish life

I declare this year to be the year of cleaning house, metaphorically anyway, of cleaning the junk from my head, the useless odds and ends rattling around and taking up space. Of either purging them entirely or putting them to better use, of executing projects I've been harboring forever, both poetic and crafty, including pillows from all that vintage fabric I've been collecting for months (I got a bunch more Monday, along with the absolute motherload of mint condition slips that I am anxious to get to work on dying.) I also haven't touched my jewelry supplies since last winter after having stocked up my inventory, so I am anxious to get back to them. Right now, I am still knee deep in soap, lip balm, and soy wax from wholesale orders, but I am hoping to get those all out by the end of the week.

Press-wise, there are a number of chaps on the cusp of being ready, books by Rebecca Farivar, Jules Cohen & Brandon Shimoda, Jennifer Fortin, Rachel Mallino, and Nora Almeida. I hit a printer snag and am still working on getting copies out on books released earlier in the month, but they are coming along nicely now. There's also another zine/postcard project in the works, as well as finally rounding up all those tarot cards for Arcana, which I would like to get out this summer, along with maybe another little chapbook of my own. Also, another collage project, another box collection, and probably another dozen little project ideas buzzing in my brain. Every once in a while I have to just calm myself with the thought I will get to them eventually, but time seems to get shorter and shorter with every passing year.