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rozmorris · 2 years
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'I just keep making things' – Melanie Faith @writer_faith on patience, fulfilment and the long game in art
‘I just keep making things’ – Melanie Faith @writer_faith on patience, fulfilment and the long game in art
How do you make a professional creative life? Melanie Faith is the person to ask. She’s adept in many written forms – poetry, flash fiction and longform. She’s also an expert on the teaching side with her work as a writing professor, editor and tutor. And her creative proficiency extends into the visual world – her photographs have been included in exhibitions and used on book covers. Now, over…
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m-c-easton · 11 months
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Submission Spotlight: Gulf Coast
You’ve got until September, so dust off that piece that’s seen too many rejections and get to work. In three months, give it another go and consider Gulf Coast. Founded in 1986, this is the literary journal of the University of Houston’s creative writing program. Phillip Lopate and Donald Barthelme founded the journal, which has expanded to two print issues as well as its online publications. The…
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graham--folger · 6 days
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MY FUCKING VASHWOOD POEM’S GETTING PUBLISHED
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queen0funova · 6 months
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I was at a cute little poetry circle recently, and I read a poem of mine inspired by my favorite poem. "Batter My Heart, Transgender’d God" by Meg Day (I'll put that poem under the cut). Someone then turned to me and asked if my "Batter My Heart" was the inspiration for it. Apparently they're the one who introduced the poem to the person who introduced me to it
Batter My Heart, Transgender’d God by Meg Day:
Batter my heart, transgender’d god, for yours
is the only ear that hears: place fear in my heart
where faith has grown my senses dull & reassures
my blood that it will never spill. Show every part
to every stranger’s anger, surprise them with my drawers
full up of maps that lead to vacancies & chart
the distance from my pride, my core. Terror, do not depart
but nest in the hollows of my loins & keep me on all fours.
My knees, bring me to them; force my head to bow again.
Replay the murders of my kin until my mind’s made new;
let Adam’s bite obstruct my breath ’til I respire men
& press his rib against my throat until my lips turn blue.
You, O duo, O twin, whose likeness is kind: unwind my confidence
& noose it round your fist so I might know you in vivid impermanence.
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zincfingermotif · 1 year
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episode 16.5: desert planet angel
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duck-in-a-spaceship · 4 months
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giving my stories little kisses on the forehead and nice, tight hugs before tossing them into the ravenous pack of wolves that is the publishing world
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men love to act like they're god's gift to prose fiction, like their workshop advice is the sole thing needed to Fix Your Story, and then not even be good writers.
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djohnhopper · 1 month
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100subtexts magazine - submissions open. Submissions are open for issue 21 of the monthly literary magazine - open for fiction, non-fiction, poetry and more. No theme - no word count - no fee - no hate. Send submissions to: [email protected] 100subtexts magazine: different voices - one space.
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britneyshakespeare · 2 months
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you know. back when i reviewed poetry submissions for [insert unnamed literary magazine here], i once got a submission containing only two poems (you could submit up to five) both of which were about the author's older brothers, whose names are dan and john (my older brothers' names are dan and jon...athan) and her relationship w them and descriptions of them were not all that unlike my own brothers. still one of the weirdest things that has ever happened to me
#i understand my brother's do not have the most exotic names in the anglophone world#(although this was an international outlet and we frequently got pleeenty of submissions from non-anglophone countries)#(in fact one of the reasons i got sick of it over time was seeing too many worthy poems be rejected for bullshit reasons#and that seemed to happen in especially high numbers to poems from perspectives of other cultures/international issues#that i found to be very well-crafted and objectively deserving! but u can only afford to publish so many poems a week right#so u have to pass over the vast majority of stuff. so u have to grasp at reasons like 'the voice is too close' whatever tf that means)#(that shit used to pissss meeeee offff. i hate literary magazine readers. it's a fool's job and i can say it bc i've been the fool)#however that being said. what a coincidence#tales from diana#they were good poems too. i think i gave them a thumbs up before they were eventually rejected like most other thigns that are worthwhile#did i ever mention the literary publishing world is bullshit? bc it is#especially especially the poetry side of it. completely bullshit and so out of touch w how ppl read and appreciate poetry nowadays#no wonder that shit makes no money. well that and nobody wants to pay for it anyway#but when it comes to my poetry i have no problem being a starving artist. i never made a dollar from my work#but i don't think my work has ever been worth a dollar. it's never COST me a dollar either#and as far as i'm concerned i don't really want to be appreciated much for it#not that i ever have been. well. lol#but it wasn't about me bc i have reviewed thousands of submissions but only submitted to like... a handful of outlets over time#and having been on both sides of that equation. i do think that that's not for me#sometimes i do think about self-publishing but i don't even think the work of that would feel worth it to me#and if i were to do that i would probably do it under a pen name.#i don't have a collection of poems. i just have poems. thousands of em.#if i ever get around to writing those plays i have outlined in my head i might consider it though#bring back the closet drama
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sunfoxfic · 7 months
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it is slightly heartbreaking to shatter the young creative writer's dreams when I tell them that the creative writing professor at our school is currently married (and just had a baby with) a woman who used to be his student. however. it is necessary.
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Hey, lovelies. This is the first issue, so I wanted to get the word out as much as I could. Anyone can submit! Make sure to read through the guidelines before submitting. I hope you are taking care of yourself. You are loved and valid.
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cylonbarnes · 8 months
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now that i'm at The College I'm Getting My Degree From i'm like ooooooh it's all real now! i'm actively working on a international literary journal and shit!
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poetsandwriters · 2 years
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Announcing our November/December issue! Inside you’ll find a Q&A with Ross Gay by Aimee Nezhukumatathil; a special section on literary magazines, including articles on slow response times and how to navigate the editing process; our annual #5Over50 roundup; and more. http://at.pw.org/NovDec2022
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ajaxisaloser · 1 year
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Every night he sits and he prays, not to God, but to the one that listens—the one that has always listened. And every night he ends the prayer just the same: “I’m sorry, I love you too.”
He’s sorry because in that moment—the last moment—he couldn’t say it back. He’d been so stuck on the “Goodbye” that he’d barely registered the confession. But he understands now. And he loves him too. And he hopes that somewhere his soul is smiling softly and drinking in the reciprocation of love that had never followed in life.
But his soul cannot hear. He no longer listens. The sway of endless sleep took that from him long ago.
His lover will never hear his words returned, and the man ensnared in the living world knows this. But he still prays every night. To the one that listens—listened.
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queen0funova · 2 years
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I kinda wanna talk about my poetry, so here's a simple ask game:
I have a Google Drive folder titled "The Very Best" and it had 16 poems in it. Ask about a number and I'll explain some stuff about the poem
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bealloon · 1 year
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scary people read the poems you submit.
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