Last night I was up until very late writing and submitting, writing and submitting. Whenever a writer is published, a brief bio, including their credits, is published at the end.
I always scoop out these credits and if suitable apply there.
That's how I learned about Tinderbox and a few others whose names I can't remember.
One journal wanted poems no longer than 16 lines. So I made up four new poems.
None of these poems may be published on your blog and I will abide by dat, sweetheart that I yam.
Scott's list of great people includes his best friend Mike's father, who was a master mechanic. As you know, Scott's a mechanic on the El at Septa.
There was also a guy when he first joined Septa who was also a master.
Who do I think is a great person? My daughter Sarah and her husband Ethan. David Robertson of Pennypack Trust. And many more.
HAS ANYONE SEEN ASHLEE KING
(Suggested by a true story)
Ashlee King left her parents' home
with $300 on the fourth of July
Neighbors sat out on porches
watching the fire works from
far away, the sound thundrous
as the voice of God
She blinked away tears of
happiness that someone
she met on the Internet
understood her, wanted her
His royal blue pickup was
in the parking lot of
McDonalds. They got along
right away, the first kisses
she'd ever had, sweet as
Good and Plenty.
She never knew how she ended
up in a corn field
in Bucks County, dress ripped
no shoes, no panties, throat
so dry she couldn't cry out.
She heard the sound of a
tractor coming her way. My Lord,
he thought, why's she robbing
my corn stalks. I would've given
em to her for free.
Here's Ethan's List of Crime Fiction.