I've never been good at blogging. Matter of fact, I think I have at least three of them floating around collecting inter-webs. That was a terrible joke, and I apologize.
This blog will be my "official" Poetry and other assorted rambling space, I suppose. It might be slow-going, but I'll get it up to speed. I always hear "you need to have a place for people to go and see your stuff if you want to get out there."
I'm already "out there" though I know that isn't what they mean.
I digress...
As you may have read from my bio, I am a poet by desire. My 9-5 job is a tad less glamorous, however. I'd rather not get into the details, suffice to say it involves urinal cakes...
Again, I digress...(how many times can one digress in a single post before the salmon-wielding widgets come and the flogging begins?)
So I suppose I could say I am a working-class-poet. As much as I cannot wait to be a "classy working poet," I'll make due.
OK, enough about my Karmic punishment for now. Let me tell you about some of the people I roll with.
Folk Singer-Songwriter Joe Iadanza. http://joeiadanza.com/
The Librarian-Poet-Warrior Colleen Harris. http://godinmythroat.com/
The Comics-Blog Playboys of The Write Club. http://writeclubpodcast.blogspot.com/
Artist (and lover of the handlebar moustache) Mallory Hodgkin. http://studentpages.scad.edu/~mhodgk20/Illustration%20Archive.html
Check them out if you get the chance.
Cheers
PH
