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Poetry and such.

Bought Infinity Blues. I will have it by December 19th. Signed, hardcover. With a bonus chapbook (also signed), and according to the blog, an extra little note. Steep prices, but I couldn't say no.

Last night I workshopped a poem that everyone insisted is my best to date. I wish I felt the same way.

Inspired by the Cantab's backwards calendar, and Sean, I am writing thirty poems in thirty days. I started two days ago, and so far it has been successful. It will probably get odious around day 15. I will push through though. I want to get back to the prolific point that I was at this time last semester. Although quality is always more acceptable than quantity.