By this point, my press release for blinks of awe boils down to: 30,011 impressions - how many times my press release appeared somewhere PRWeb can track (10,000 is average) 4,965 media deliveries - media outlets that received my press release 2,790 Google results for my headline: "New Life Given to Old Art Form With Blinks… Continue reading My Experience with a PRWeb Press Release
Category: Writing Stories
uncatchably
Recorded the sound of rain but can't hear when it repeats repeats repeats, is every rain drop unique like every snowflake, or are they just reflections of a somber surround? Took off my glasses for a blurry fog but can't see where it retreats retreats retreats, a gorgeous mess of color, is every splat alive like… Continue reading uncatchably
Forever June (audio)
In the spirit of Why You Should be Recording Your Poetry, here is a recording of my last poem, Forever June: (If you don't see anything above, listen to the track on SoundCloud.) Can't it be forever June, forever new ever curious, passion like a just lit flame, faces, features quirks all unfamiliar, all unremembered… Continue reading Forever June (audio)
What Else Can a Poem Be?
The following snippet of Jack Morgan's review of blinks of awe brings up some fun questions: ...it's hard to judge his poetry by itself because it isn't. Are we going to start judging poetry like we do films and plays, where every job is criticized on its own merit? Should I take the sound production… Continue reading What Else Can a Poem Be?
Forever June
Can't it be forever June, forever new ever curious, passion like a just lit flame, faces, features quirks all unfamiliar, all unremembered names Can't we be forever in debut, forever unexplored a thousand little sticks huddled at the edges of the flame Can't the fire stay humble and stay hungry Can't fueling now be our… Continue reading Forever June
Writing a Press Release for Your Self-Published Book
I just created a press kit to promote blinks of awe. What's a press kit? How's that different from a press release? What do you mean I have to do marketing? After you've emailed everybody in your address book, posted the billionth tweet, and flooded your Facebook news feed, it's time to let the rest… Continue reading Writing a Press Release for Your Self-Published Book
Haikubes, again
Haikubes are a small collection of blocks you can use to write haiku. You can roll two inspiration dice and write on that theme. I played around with these last month and dug them out again tonight. Here's what I came up with when I rolled [ die 1 ] and [ die 2 ]:… Continue reading Haikubes, again
Color Me Synesthesia
before, I was but a pencil line _______________, simple little stroke, lacking even a squiggle but you you traced me well, gave me depth & Definition a flair of ink, a dash of curve~ discovered fingerprints with graphite, the shade of skin with lead of many shades of gray, revised my irises until they were… Continue reading Color Me Synesthesia
I’m Now a (Self-)Published Poet
I'm so thrilled to type these words: blinks of awe, my first poetry book, has just been published in 32 countries! Blinks of awe is an interactive book of poetry, or as I prefer to call it, a poetry experience. It's only available on the iPad but when you first open it, you'll see why.… Continue reading I’m Now a (Self-)Published Poet
Hello, June
you wake from a sweaty slumber and send a quiet wave past the illuminated curtains. she's here. ignore the clocks sleeping in shouldn't be a secret you won't miss her gentle, warm debut it runs through us in waves until the school bells chime. but you don't think of that end so far away from today's… Continue reading Hello, June
Just a memory
One two three, and you're just a memory. Passed through me like a breath rushing to escape these layered days bookended in a haze of smoke disguised as ethics. Eyes don't perceive the depth of field in this panorama of you. Fingers reach out but can't touch a thought. With sense of smell improved, less hunger, sleep no… Continue reading Just a memory
Looking for unusual poetry books
When I got the idea for blinks of awe earlier this year, I immediately jumped on the opportunity to push what modern technology can do for an artform as old as poetry. I'm excited by what I've come up with and I'm sure you'll be excited too (as soon as I get Apple's approval). While I'm… Continue reading Looking for unusual poetry books
Infinite Cigarette
you light up late at night, indulging my newly-found addiction it's just before you have to leave but the orange breaths of gray help you stay a moment... longer- your smoke fills my bubble and hugs me with thoughts i never thought ideal ideas taking inappropriate shape between quick and quiet looks punctuated by smiles… Continue reading Infinite Cigarette
Sailing in place
i. clutch. the. showerhead, drowning in the afternoon of sound, shrieking lyrics of your December song on final repeat - but why end? headBANGING! in the bathtub, almost slipping on the words of agony, they fill his heart like tear droplets and I spew them out. neighbors worry as i stomp with bass until marble… Continue reading Sailing in place
a Violent Naked
let's lose our minds and morals and ourselves. shed integrity and enemies, friends and figureheads, the future us, the trusted parts, the known and certain patterns of the heart. forget described disguise, the honest lies, the dreams inside, the thoughts we hide from light. take off this skin with all of it's experience and all… Continue reading a Violent Naked
The Medium of First Drafts Doesn’t Matter
I was recently seduced by a typewriter. It happened while I was watching Finding Forrester. The typewriter came on screen and it intrigued me the way a record player or an old computer might. Something inside me said, this is how they did it before for years and years. No sexy, overpriced multitasking machine with tweets,… Continue reading The Medium of First Drafts Doesn’t Matter
Embracing Blight
Dusk devours the hills into the belly of night. Tree tops beheaded in the fog. The sky an inverse sea, drowning the idea of low tide. The light diminishes and solemnly divides until all that's left is the flicker of headlights reflected in dark windows. I let the time extinguish bright until I'm just another… Continue reading Embracing Blight
The Data Hiding Inside Ebooks
I recently met with one of the founders of a startup pushing the boundaries of what's possible in ebooks. We discussed what impact more technology and better insight into reader behavior would have on publishing. Could books be more like web sites or apps in that regard? Would that be a better experience for readers,… Continue reading The Data Hiding Inside Ebooks
Judging Books by Their Opening Lines
You pick up a book with an interesting title or attractive cover. You flip it over to the back cover, trying to ignore the praise as you hunt for the description. Sometimes you have to crack open the jacket and occasionally the price in one of the corners catches your eye before the description. If… Continue reading Judging Books by Their Opening Lines
Arsenal of Words 