october is almost here, which means we are about to go to the printer. tedious details about fonts and spacing are necessarily being discussed. the cover art should be finalized for printing soon. artists are amazing people who manage to bring life to ideas.
i know many of you are on pins and needles, as are we. thank you for your patience during this time. the end result is going to be delicious.
now back to work, where the only sound is the clicking of keys, the whish of air escaping the vents, and chairs creaking as we lean back to savor the words.
there is something comforting about a bowl of warm beans. it could be charros with a tortilla, pintos with cornbread, navy beans with crusty bread, split pea soup with crackers. whatever your preference there is always a little something on the side to keep you from losing yourself completely in those tasty beans.
but sometimes it’s that little extra which completes the beans. the upcoming anthology definitely has a little something extra, and we feel it completes the word feast we are preparing.
the cover art is almost finalized. we can’t wait to show you. final edits are being made. pages are being arranged and rearranged. our bowl is almost full and ready to devour.
not a book, but a poem. the incredible Lynn Emmanuel first had this poem appear in Poetry magazine in May 1983. it is still as heartbreaking and painful and beautiful today as it was those many years ago.
“Frying Trout While Drunk” is not just about the trout her mother, and now the poet, prepares. it touches on ways we abuse ourselves. it uses internal rhymes and alliteration to draw the reader in. there is a fluidity between past and present.
it seems the right time to revisit this poem as we prepare our anthology centered around food. what poem moves you? tell us.
we recently enjoyed some amazing gumbo. it refreshed our spirits and filled our bellies as we are toiling. we have been working diligently to put together our first anthology. so we have been quiet. please accept our apologies and keep checking in on us from time to time.
this has been a difficult week. the terror attacks in El Paso and Ohio have left us in tears. poetry has always been a source of comfort and healing throughout history. take a moment this week to mourn. then write. write about healing. write about anger. write about love. write about hatred. write about everything you feel needs to be said, but say it louder.
submissions are closed for our upcoming anthology “Heat the Grease, We’re Frying Up Some Poetry.” our inaugural anthology has been exciting this far. but now the next phase begins. the final round of letters will be going out. public announcements are forthcoming. and our editors are putting it all together. we can’t wait to get the finished book into your hands. keep writing!
you. we are so busy with all the outstanding poetry and flash fiction hitting our inbox we have no time for reading anything else. you have made us smile, made us cry, made us laugh out loud, made us root for you, and touched our charred little hearts. we agonized over every rejection letter. we celebrated with every acceptance. as the month (and the deadline) roll to a close, we will continue to savor the delicious words as we edit and prepare for publication. a complete list of accepted authors will be announced on our website and Facebook in August. so stay tuned. and keep submitting.