One of the cool things about having a blog or website is that by default you become a publisher. I’m certainly not one of the big 6, hell, I’m not one of the big 6,000,000. Still, I publish my own and other’s words for all the world to read. So, maybe I shouldn’t be so thrilled when someone else asks to publish my words. After all, it’s something I already do almost every day.
Still, it is a huge thrill to have someone say that they like your work. That something in your words meant something to them. I’ve starting thinking about publishing my words in a slightly more traditional format; as a book. Granted, I’m only aiming for an ebook initially. I think. Plans are just beginning to take shape and I have a lot of work to do to pull it all together; but it’s a start.
Two years ago I wrote my first poems since college (twenty-two years for anyone who is counting). I had no idea when those first smutty haikus came tumbling out of my head that I would continue to write poems. Yet, there have been days where I’ve written over twenty of the little buggers; and scarcely a day has passed without at least one being born. Two years ago if you had suggested to me that someone would ask to publish anything I had ever written or that maybe in a few years I’d publish a volume of poetry I would have thought you were nuts.
I’ve done a little voice work reading other peoples’ words. So, when Jack Hosley of Wander Radio approached me about publishing a few of my poems on his podcast it was even more special because he asked me to record them. I hadn’t recorded anything in months so to get the mic back out was one thing; to record my own work was a whole new kind of wonderful. I’ve never read my poems aloud to anyone before and found they seemed to have more meaning when I did. Now, I read them all out loud.
So, thank you, Jack for inadvertantly teaching me that I need to read them out loud, and for being so generous in having me on your show.
You can listen to the episode here: