2019: ONE WORD RESOLUTION

Last year, I shared my Top 9 Grid here, and while I’m still going to do that, I also wanted to try something a little different – and then I’ll go into my Word for the Year. For a really in-depth review of my 2018, check out my year-in-review post at A Nudge in the Right Direction. It covers the good, the great, and also some of the real lows of last year that I rarely share on social media – but I do think it’s important to acknowledge the downs, too.

My Top 9 Grid

But here’s the something different I wanted to try this year. I loved this guide for finding the 10 Photos that Shaped My Year from Artifact Uprising. I’m going to share 10 of mine based on the prompts they gave. If you do this too, let me know in the comments because I’d love to see yours, too!

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Looking Glass: 2018 Highlights

It’s been a few months since I’ve posted, and we’re already on day 2 of 2019! How did that happen? I know I tend to say that at the end/start of every year, but I feel like 2018 has truly been a strange combination of very fast and very slow. A lot has happened since I last checked in, and I plan to write about some of those things in the new year.

For now, here’s a few highlights from the outfits (geeky and not) I wore in 2018. It’s a feature of this blog to show you how I use fashion to express myself and to take my geekery with me on my travels. So I hope some of these looks inspire you, too!

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Anger, Art, & Atalanta

February 2016 was productive for me poetry-wise. Two of the poems I wrote that month have already been published, but the other one I’d also started then languished for an entire year before I managed to finish it.

February 2017 felt very different from February the year before. The world had, if not changed, become unmasked at its ugliest places. I was tired and impotent and just low-key angry all the time. I told my friends I’d never been so full of rage, and all the words now were brittle and dry, fire and ruin.

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Over a few days, I’d finished (a rough draft) of that unruly poem, surprising myself with how quickly it came together when I’d written and deleted so many stanzas before. It dawned on me I hadn’t been able to do it before because I hadn’t been angry enough. People think writing is about bleeding on the page, and it kind of is – but not all emotions translate the way you expect. Anger has always been draining to me; it’s not something that inspires my creativity. Or maybe I just never knew how to channel it until now.

Today, I’m so happy and proud to share THE FOOTRACE with you in its completed form.

It is one of the most difficult poems I’ve written, the one I’ve done the most revisions on, and it’s maybe my best so far. You can also hear me read the poem on the Strange Horizon’s poetry podcast.

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The Reclamation

I know I haven’t been here in a while, but it has been hectic in April. Is it really the cruelest month? I don’t know, but it was busy and it was a little cruel with the punch in the feels Avengers: Infinity War gave me this past weekend. You’ll find no spoilers here.

But today, on the last day of National Poetry Month, I’m so happy I can share a new poem with you. I wrote it literally within the last week or so after a trying personal experience. It’s probably one of the most unedited things I’ve written, and it certainly is in terms of poems that have been picked for publication.

MY TEARS ARE NOT FOR YOU is a part of L’ÉPHÉMÈRE Review’s special anthology in celebration of National Poetry Month.

The anthology came out in 4 parts over the course of April and had the broad but evocative overall theme of BEYOND THE SHALLOWS. My poem appears in Part Four- The Reclamation.

This publication was a surprise because I had only happened upon this anthology a few days before the close of the submission window. I read through the other parts and loved the themes for each section, and luckily, I’d been writing a lot this month because of Camp NaNoWriMo. Even so, “My tears…” was a very new poem, and I submitted it without any expectation it would be accepted. Well, it was and I’m giddy that you get to read it immediately.

With a lot of my poems recently, I’ve been grappling with my messier emotions, as well as my thoughts about identity, heritage, and myth. I’m honored to be part of the Reclamation section of the anthology as I’ve been making it a priority to reclaim my time and my self. Writing this poem gave me some catharsis. I hope reading it gives you some, too.

Supplement:
(Music) First Burn | April Hamildrop
(Music) Burn | Hamilton OBC Album

 


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