Listening: A Guest Post by Beth Gilstrap

Boston, AWP. The kind of cold I’ve never really experienced. Snow in my eyes. Mascara wetted, smeared like war paint over my right cheekbone. I learn in an instant I’m better off sliding my feet rather than putting air between them and the ground. Snow boots would help.  Whispers of AWP Miami move through my … More Listening: A Guest Post by Beth Gilstrap

A Post Because Poet Sean Thomas Dougherty Said He Wanted a Red Sox Hat

I was tootling around on Facebook, stalking the pages of writers I admire, when I saw a post from poet Sean Thomas Dougherty that he would not be at AWP, and he joked about people picking him up some Boston swag, including a Red Sox hat. I like Sean, because he’s an incredible poet, and … More A Post Because Poet Sean Thomas Dougherty Said He Wanted a Red Sox Hat

Bottled Flatulence of Literary Elitism and the Cannibalistic Marla-Cow (Manuscript Monday!)

Before I dig into these next couple weeks of bringing you giveaways and posts singing the praises of the annual AWP conference, I have to tell you that finding energy and inspiration from the AWP conference of 12,000+ attendees doesn’t come without navigating my way through a lot of chest-puffing, harumphing, and that bottled flatulence … More Bottled Flatulence of Literary Elitism and the Cannibalistic Marla-Cow (Manuscript Monday!)