Juliet Cook's Blog, page 154
January 7, 2012
YAY 2012 YAY!
2012 seems to be off to a wonderful start for me.
Of course ever year/month/week has its odd little up & down snippets (& I soon might be temporarily infiltrated with my rather awful PMS mode), but this new year is still pretty darn fantabulous so far.
This past Friday was the second anniversary date of my carotid artery dissection/aneurisms/and stroke – and the first anniversary date of my divorce – and I can hardly believe how quickly/weirdly those two years passed by and how many things changed – and how much I still have trouble with easy little words and more. I think that lots of people might be tired of hearing about that stuff, but maybe that's an overly negative thought process of mine – and I need to quit dwelling on people who tire of me, when there are other people who don't.
This new year, I did not feel terribly bothered and upset by January 6, because my first part of 2012 is off to a wonderful start. I had a fun, creative friend to hang out with for New Years Eve night plus the next few days AND I sold oodles of poetry chapbooks. Yay! I sold six in a row at the end of 2011 and then nine so far this month - one to Australia, two to a ModCloth editor (who is going to photograph them and place those photos online next week) and six to a poet guy I'm friends with on fb. Less than one week into January, I had already sold more chaps than I usually sell within several different months, so 2012 is off to a delightful beginning!
I think that my first few days of January spent with a delicious creative interesting creature of delight and my small influx of January chapbook sales (and the related printing & designing) is a fun-filled hint that this January is going to be so much better than my last two Januaries! Also, it is pretty awesome to quickly start regenerating the money I spent on Xmas/Artmas gifts, so that soon I can start thinking about/getting ready to work on creating the NEXT Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook! Plus focus on reading and writing more again!
On a different note - I am planning to paint a couple more zombie gnomes tomorrow. Yay!
On a very different note (and I don't mean this negatively; it was just an odd thought process I had last night in bed) – in recent months, I semi-often feel badly about starting to look older and I even complain about that, sometimes blurting out something about how I look too middle aged. Well last night I realized that doesn't make much sense to semi-insult myself that way, since I AM middle-aged. I guess I feel younger than I really am (and thus feel as if I ought to look younger), but the fact of the matter is, I am 39 – and 39 plus 39 equals 78, which is rather old – so I AM middle-aged – so why am I complaining about looking the way I really am as though it's some icky insult?
Hmmm…[image error]
Of course ever year/month/week has its odd little up & down snippets (& I soon might be temporarily infiltrated with my rather awful PMS mode), but this new year is still pretty darn fantabulous so far.
This past Friday was the second anniversary date of my carotid artery dissection/aneurisms/and stroke – and the first anniversary date of my divorce – and I can hardly believe how quickly/weirdly those two years passed by and how many things changed – and how much I still have trouble with easy little words and more. I think that lots of people might be tired of hearing about that stuff, but maybe that's an overly negative thought process of mine – and I need to quit dwelling on people who tire of me, when there are other people who don't.
This new year, I did not feel terribly bothered and upset by January 6, because my first part of 2012 is off to a wonderful start. I had a fun, creative friend to hang out with for New Years Eve night plus the next few days AND I sold oodles of poetry chapbooks. Yay! I sold six in a row at the end of 2011 and then nine so far this month - one to Australia, two to a ModCloth editor (who is going to photograph them and place those photos online next week) and six to a poet guy I'm friends with on fb. Less than one week into January, I had already sold more chaps than I usually sell within several different months, so 2012 is off to a delightful beginning!
I think that my first few days of January spent with a delicious creative interesting creature of delight and my small influx of January chapbook sales (and the related printing & designing) is a fun-filled hint that this January is going to be so much better than my last two Januaries! Also, it is pretty awesome to quickly start regenerating the money I spent on Xmas/Artmas gifts, so that soon I can start thinking about/getting ready to work on creating the NEXT Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook! Plus focus on reading and writing more again!
On a different note - I am planning to paint a couple more zombie gnomes tomorrow. Yay!
On a very different note (and I don't mean this negatively; it was just an odd thought process I had last night in bed) – in recent months, I semi-often feel badly about starting to look older and I even complain about that, sometimes blurting out something about how I look too middle aged. Well last night I realized that doesn't make much sense to semi-insult myself that way, since I AM middle-aged. I guess I feel younger than I really am (and thus feel as if I ought to look younger), but the fact of the matter is, I am 39 – and 39 plus 39 equals 78, which is rather old – so I AM middle-aged – so why am I complaining about looking the way I really am as though it's some icky insult?
Hmmm…[image error]
December 30, 2011
A Horrifically Lusty New Year from Thirteen Myna Birds!
This newly updated peculiar action offers strange new lust morsels from Kelly Boyker, Emily Smith-Miller, Cheryl Anne Gardner, John Tustin, and Daniel G. Snethen – with two older morsels still remaining from PoetJoe H. Gallagher and David Greenspan.
Enjoy the creepy/sexy vibe if you dare.
Here's an odd little snippet fusing odd little snippets from each new poet included within the new Myna Birds fold.
ruffled duvets - dancing darkly on her string - dark veil over her eyes - nipples pressed hard against the plastic - waiting for your heart, creeping - shaving down the bone - glows as a pink star - small fires licking the floorboards - Will my eyes turn red?
Happy artsy yummy poetic New Year!
http://13myna.blogspot.com/
Enjoy the creepy/sexy vibe if you dare.
Here's an odd little snippet fusing odd little snippets from each new poet included within the new Myna Birds fold.
ruffled duvets - dancing darkly on her string - dark veil over her eyes - nipples pressed hard against the plastic - waiting for your heart, creeping - shaving down the bone - glows as a pink star - small fires licking the floorboards - Will my eyes turn red?
Happy artsy yummy poetic New Year!
http://13myna.blogspot.com/
December 28, 2011
EMPTY BLACK HOLES
Another creepy dream from which I couldn't awaken myself took place on Xmas.
I'd had a headache for most of the day, thus popped more ibuprofen than usual, since I didn't want to feel too badly to be a part of my families holiday festivities. Heck, despite being prone to weird Xmas overloads to the point of too much stress, I got all my holiday shopping done for both kids and adults; I had even baked a special treat to add to the celebration; AND I had even started calling the day Artmas, in order to have more fun with the whole odd affair and how I might or might not fit into it. My over the top goth necklace and Dahlia eye shadow made me feel pretty creative that day.
Unfortunately though, my headache had gotten so bad by late evening, that as soon as I got back to my house from our families Xmas time celebrations, I had to lie down. Soon I was in the midst of a bad dream from which I attempted to awaken myself and thought I HAD awakened myself, but even though I thought I was awake, I couldn't seem to open my eyes all the way. I walked up to my bedroom mirror and looked at myself and saw that my eyes were gone; I just had empty black holes.
After realizing I was still asleep, I tried to force myself up AGAIN, thought I had done so AGAIN, but still couldn't open my eyes all the way, and still felt off kilter, oddly tired, and weirdly zoned out. I tried walking around in my bedroom, forcefully stomping my feet upon the floor to wake myself up better.
After realizing I was STILL asleep and not really walking/stomping, but still trapped shut eyed upon my own bed, I started to feel more stuck and scared; so I started to try calling my parents to help wake me up; but how could I use my phone or make them hear me when I was still in bed with my non-eyes closed?
When I FINALLY managed to wake up (STILL with a slight headache), I found myself wondering if I had possibly consumed too much nutmeg. Then I called my mom who suggested I've watched too many horror movies in my life and that's why this is happening to me now. But my empty black eye holes weren't even blood red. That might have made the dream more interesting. Instead they were eyeless black holes and I felt scared of being zoned out/trapped/stuck and unable to emerge from that dark mode.
I'd had a headache for most of the day, thus popped more ibuprofen than usual, since I didn't want to feel too badly to be a part of my families holiday festivities. Heck, despite being prone to weird Xmas overloads to the point of too much stress, I got all my holiday shopping done for both kids and adults; I had even baked a special treat to add to the celebration; AND I had even started calling the day Artmas, in order to have more fun with the whole odd affair and how I might or might not fit into it. My over the top goth necklace and Dahlia eye shadow made me feel pretty creative that day.
Unfortunately though, my headache had gotten so bad by late evening, that as soon as I got back to my house from our families Xmas time celebrations, I had to lie down. Soon I was in the midst of a bad dream from which I attempted to awaken myself and thought I HAD awakened myself, but even though I thought I was awake, I couldn't seem to open my eyes all the way. I walked up to my bedroom mirror and looked at myself and saw that my eyes were gone; I just had empty black holes.
After realizing I was still asleep, I tried to force myself up AGAIN, thought I had done so AGAIN, but still couldn't open my eyes all the way, and still felt off kilter, oddly tired, and weirdly zoned out. I tried walking around in my bedroom, forcefully stomping my feet upon the floor to wake myself up better.
After realizing I was STILL asleep and not really walking/stomping, but still trapped shut eyed upon my own bed, I started to feel more stuck and scared; so I started to try calling my parents to help wake me up; but how could I use my phone or make them hear me when I was still in bed with my non-eyes closed?
When I FINALLY managed to wake up (STILL with a slight headache), I found myself wondering if I had possibly consumed too much nutmeg. Then I called my mom who suggested I've watched too many horror movies in my life and that's why this is happening to me now. But my empty black eye holes weren't even blood red. That might have made the dream more interesting. Instead they were eyeless black holes and I felt scared of being zoned out/trapped/stuck and unable to emerge from that dark mode.
December 27, 2011
More Creative Post-Xmas/Pre-New Year Poetry Morsels
It can be hard to take the time to stay atop everything during the oddly busy holiday season, but I sure don't want to ignore the sort of stuff that is really important/significant to me, SO...
In addition to the poetry tidbit snippets noted on the post below, here are two more - two recent mini-reviews of my Thirteen Designer Vaginas!
On Reiter's Block (by Jendi Reiter), who calls my Designer V's "Punning, darkly playful, experimental poems". Read more here: http://jendireiter.com/2011/12/15/reiters-block-year-in-review-part-1-best-poetry.aspx?ref=rssm
On Little Myths (by Daniel Shapiro), as part of his post called Thoughts on "success," plus Favorite Books I've Read in 2011, who calls my Designer V's "fun and creepy, sometimes at the same time". Read more here: http://littlemyths-dms.blogspot.com/2011/12/thoughts-on-success-plus-favorite-books.html?spref=fb
Then buy a Designer Vagina for yourself here: http://www.etsy.com/listing/77241391/thirteen-designer-vaginas-by-juliet-cook
Or here:http://hyacinthgirlpress.com/purchase/
In addition to the poetry tidbit snippets noted on the post below, here are two more - two recent mini-reviews of my Thirteen Designer Vaginas!
On Reiter's Block (by Jendi Reiter), who calls my Designer V's "Punning, darkly playful, experimental poems". Read more here: http://jendireiter.com/2011/12/15/reiters-block-year-in-review-part-1-best-poetry.aspx?ref=rssm
On Little Myths (by Daniel Shapiro), as part of his post called Thoughts on "success," plus Favorite Books I've Read in 2011, who calls my Designer V's "fun and creepy, sometimes at the same time". Read more here: http://littlemyths-dms.blogspot.com/2011/12/thoughts-on-success-plus-favorite-books.html?spref=fb
Then buy a Designer Vagina for yourself here: http://www.etsy.com/listing/77241391/thirteen-designer-vaginas-by-juliet-cook
Or here:http://hyacinthgirlpress.com/purchase/
December 24, 2011
Merry Creative Xmas with Poetry Morsels
Morsel #1 - On the newly updated Galatea Resurrects appears my new review of the poetry book 'Compendium' by Kristina Marie Darling:
http://galatearesurrection17.blogspot.com/2011/12/compendium-by-kristina-marie-darling.html
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Morsel #2 - Is this small delicious new note upon Karen the Small Press Librarian's blog, offering a mini-threesome of reading recommendations by me - PLUS some wonderful comments by Karen about my newest poetry chapbook, Thirteen Designer Vaginas/published by Hyacinth Girl Press AND the latest Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, Letters From Room 27 of the Grand Midway Hotel by Margaret Bashaar.
http://karenslibraryblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-of-small-press-2011-day-72.html
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Merry Creative Xmas!
Snip, snip, pivot on oiled button mums.
XOXO. Juliet[image error]
http://galatearesurrection17.blogspot.com/2011/12/compendium-by-kristina-marie-darling.html
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Morsel #2 - Is this small delicious new note upon Karen the Small Press Librarian's blog, offering a mini-threesome of reading recommendations by me - PLUS some wonderful comments by Karen about my newest poetry chapbook, Thirteen Designer Vaginas/published by Hyacinth Girl Press AND the latest Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, Letters From Room 27 of the Grand Midway Hotel by Margaret Bashaar.
http://karenslibraryblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-of-small-press-2011-day-72.html
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Merry Creative Xmas!
Snip, snip, pivot on oiled button mums.
XOXO. Juliet[image error]
December 22, 2011
December 21, 2011
Happy Solstice! - With New Letters From Room 27 Review, New Pushcart Prize Nomination, & Socks!
A new review of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, Letters From Room 27 of the Grand Midway Hotel by Margaret Bashaar now appears within Arsenic Lobster; thank you to Susan Yount.
(I was also utterly delighted by this little snip of the review, which calls me a poetic sock connoisseur; hee hee! "The chap is hand sewn by the gifted poet, editor and sock connoisseur, Juliet Cook. This is how you'll know you're reading love letters.")
Read the review here:
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1review.html
After reading the review, if you would like to partake of the whole collection of the Letters, it can be purchased in its entirety, within my Blood Pudding Press etsy shop here:
http://www.etsy.com/listing/80737587/letters-from-room-27-of-the-grand-midway
Furthermore, in addition to creating this wonderful review, Arsenic Lobster has also nominated me for a Pushcart Prize! Click the link below to find out more about that:
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1pushcart.html
Razzle dazzle slurptastic happy solstice!
(I was also utterly delighted by this little snip of the review, which calls me a poetic sock connoisseur; hee hee! "The chap is hand sewn by the gifted poet, editor and sock connoisseur, Juliet Cook. This is how you'll know you're reading love letters.")
Read the review here:
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1review.html
After reading the review, if you would like to partake of the whole collection of the Letters, it can be purchased in its entirety, within my Blood Pudding Press etsy shop here:
http://www.etsy.com/listing/80737587/letters-from-room-27-of-the-grand-midway
Furthermore, in addition to creating this wonderful review, Arsenic Lobster has also nominated me for a Pushcart Prize! Click the link below to find out more about that:
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1pushcart.html
Razzle dazzle slurptastic happy solstice!
Happy Solstice! - With New Letters From Room 27 Review, New Pushcart Prize Nominee, & Socks!
A new review of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, Letters From Room 27 of the Grand Midway Hotel by Margaret Bashaar now appears within Arsenic Lobster; thank you to Susan Yount.
(I was also utterly delighted by this little snip of the review, which calls me a poetic sock connoisseur; hee hee! "The chap is hand sewn by the gifted poet, editor and sock connoisseur, Juliet Cook. This is how you'll know you're reading love letters.")
Read the review here:
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1review.html
After reading the review, if you would like to partake of the whole collection of the Letters, it can be purchased in its entirety, within my Blood Pudding Press etsy shop here:
http://www.etsy.com/listing/80737587/letters-from-room-27-of-the-grand-midway
Furthermore, in addition to creating this wonderful review, Arsenic Lobster has also nominated me for a Pushcart Prize! Click the link below to find out more about that:
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1pushcart.html
Razzle dazzle slurptastic happy solstice!
(I was also utterly delighted by this little snip of the review, which calls me a poetic sock connoisseur; hee hee! "The chap is hand sewn by the gifted poet, editor and sock connoisseur, Juliet Cook. This is how you'll know you're reading love letters.")
Read the review here:
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1review.html
After reading the review, if you would like to partake of the whole collection of the Letters, it can be purchased in its entirety, within my Blood Pudding Press etsy shop here:
http://www.etsy.com/listing/80737587/letters-from-room-27-of-the-grand-midway
Furthermore, in addition to creating this wonderful review, Arsenic Lobster has also nominated me for a Pushcart Prize! Click the link below to find out more about that:
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1pushcart.html
Razzle dazzle slurptastic happy solstice!
December 17, 2011
an infusion of xmas pizazz
Envy-Inducing Stocking Stuffers for the Special Lady in Your Life:
http://voices.yahoo.com/envyinducing-stocking-stuffers-4609725.html?cat=46
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Five Delightful Nontraditional Xmas Celebration Ideas:
http://voices.yahoo.com/five-delightful-nontraditional-xmas-4668423.html?cat=74
http://voices.yahoo.com/envyinducing-stocking-stuffers-4609725.html?cat=46
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Five Delightful Nontraditional Xmas Celebration Ideas:
http://voices.yahoo.com/five-delightful-nontraditional-xmas-4668423.html?cat=74
