Winter has snapped its tale back around and slapped us in the ass with a whole bunch of snow and cold. The good thing is it's probably not long for this world, and technically spring starts in just a few days nevertheless. I am trying to adjust to a second week of non-stop library shifts, so I'm waning, but still soldiering through with the usual tasks, albeit a little slower than usual and more prone to distractions. I've been making some more creature collages (see above and below) for fun, as well as plotting out our
HOAX! Conspiracies, Illusions, and Creative Hijinks Exhibit and week of programming. Also planning our Annual Easter Egg Art Hunt as soon as I get hold of enough plastic eggs. Otherwise, it's the usual cover and layout activities and an overflow of studio tasks. and maybe some poems in there somewhere (hopefully).
I did garner another acceptance from my Saturday submission morning submission blitz, landing some of the Plath cento poems in an upcoming issue of
interrupture. (and since it came kind fast I almost avoided it thinking it was a rejection, which it totally wasn't. ) My dreams and moods are weird lately and I find myself avoiding anything unpleasant or taxing in the way of bad news (not an easy feat--the sudden winter not helping my mood.) I feel more brittle and breakable and I'm not sure why--especially since I was in good spirits over the weekend despite having to work the entirety of it. But I'm consoling myself with tacos and new dresses and raspberry lattes and hoping it just goes away. I just keep telling myself in a few weeks it will be April, which I will disagree with old Tom--not cruel at all...
