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2/28/13
In honor of my rejections for the month of February (I didn’t make 30, but I did get 10, I think) I got taken out for fajitas tonight. That was cool.
Today was a day with one rejection, one acceptance (I think…) and one poem getting moved up to the second round of readings for the magazine I submitted it to. That’s the first of those I have gotten.
I also got another piece out when I got home — had to drive Newell to work today, so mostly worked on the Scavenger Hunt.
Still not 100%, so I am going to be short tonight. Since I wasn’t home, I got no cleaning done. Sorry. OH! Except for the backseat of Newell’s car…because he’s not allowed to do it himself any more. 😉
Poem, huh? Oh, okay….
Forever at Play
The children reach
extended hands
for toys eternally
outside their grasp.
They freeze mid-step,
head cocked as if
to hear a comrade’s
voice.
The airplane held
beyond the reach
of all below strains
for the freedom
of the air they
cannot feel.
Forever at play,
yet eternally
unsatisfied.
Tracking:
Today I cleaned ― car
Today I weighed ― 183. 4
Today I wrote/revised ― Scavenger Hunt questions/tumblr entries
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About RieSheridanRose
Rie Sheridan Rose multitasks. A lot. Her short stories appear in numerous anthologies, including Nightmare Stalkers and Dream Walkers Vols. 1 and 2, and Killing It Softly. She has authored twelve novels, six poetry chapbooks, and lyrics for dozens of songs. She tweets as @RieSheridanRose.