Wednesday, September 15, 2010

The Door is Opening -or- What I Hope To Find on my Porch Soon:

Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes.

As I type this, I cannot get the Bon Jovi song out of my head, "Oh, we're halfway there, oh, oh, living on a prayer..."  Along with the song, "Mrs. Robinson," though I'm not sure why.

It's September 15th, do you know your poetry book is?  

Before I use anymore pop-culture references--Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me--let me tell you what we're halfway to, we're halfway through September, which means 15 more days until my book is officially available.

Amazing.   Remember when I was just announcing that I won?  And now, where there was nothing, there will be something.

And if you're interested in your own something, your own copy of Letters from the Emily Dickinson Room, you can buy it from your favorite indie bookseller, or Amazon, or if you want a signed copy, I've just started taking orders here with PayPal.

And I'm happy to inscribe these books to you, as a gift for someone or to your favorite pet-- And these orders will come with a matching bookmark, a couple postcards and a big thank you from me.

So, that's where we are, halfway to almost.  Close to nearly done.  On the steps of somewhat printed, of I-can-see-the-book-in-my-dreams, I-can-feel-it-under-my-pillow, I-can-touch-it-on-my-nightstand...almost.

Mrs. Robinson, if you don't mind my saying so, this conversation is getting a little strange. . .


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