XXII.xxx

Well, I finally did it - 360+ poems in just over a year. *phew*

XII.xxiii

I'm within spitting distance of XII.xxx.

This has been such a fraught round for me. I'm not enjoying the writing much at all, and it shows. My offerings have been lacklustre and wanting. Sadly, they're about all I can manage to raise myself to right now.

I made a committment to write a year of daily postings - this aside from the 30:30 pieces. I'm on day 172 right now. Not quite halfway through. It's been a rough ride, though at least I can stick prose and rewrites in there and I am not obligated to 'comment' on anyone else's work. Still, the feedback that 30:30 gives is a really big help on the tough days.

November 1 is fast approaching. My chapbook will be up then. I'm excited! Well, as excited as I've been able to get this past month (lots of that weather induced depression stuff going on here).

More details once I have them.