I originally created this site as an online space to curate my portfolio of published writing. It felt outdated to drag around my case filled with poetry collections, magazines, and journals in which I'd been published, and, quite frankly, I would have to clean off a lot of dust if ever I had reason to get it out!
Being published provides a kind of confidence in your writing -- the knowledge that, at least one other person, usually the editor, thought your writing was good enough that it might warrant a reading audience. I'll have to admit that my circles used to include professors or friends who were such editors, and they would have ocassion to see something that I had written and sometimes ask if I would submit for publication. This was always a thrill and an honor. It meant that I rarely had to stick my neck out and risk the rejection that comes for submitting your work unbiden. It also made it easy.
While I don't currently have the network to easily facilitate publishing nor the time to submit for publication, I continue to write and have mostly returned to my first love: poetry. Motivated and inspired by the support of my writing group, I actually sit at the keyboard and try to put some of the poems in my head on paper at least once a month to have something to share at our meetings. I've decied to brave adding a few of them here from time to time, even if they have not yet gotten the "publication vote of approval." My first is a reflection on the gift of time written this Saturday morning. I hope you will enjoy.