From my local writer's group. Not my own official book launch, but I am part of the anthology/chapbook. I have 2 poems and 1 short story included in Speak Up/Speak Out, anthology. It's going to be launched tonight, at First Friday. OR It was launched yesterday, at First Friday.
"The writing contest was an intra-college anti-bullying initiative that allowed students, staff and faculty the opportunity to write about their experiences with bullying."
The book won't be available for purchase everywhere during the first run, just locally. The 2nd run and forward will have an ISBN number & will be available, in more places. I'll post on here and when that occurs I'll see if I can put a link in my aStore. Or somewhere on my blog.
I'm super excited for the book launch. I may or may not read tonight because I'm sure that people will be wondering in & out from off the street. Really, it depends how my nerves are. I'm just proud and honoured to be included at all. Have a great weekend!
Song of the Day: Mr. Brightside, The Killers, Hot Fuss, 2004, The Island Def Jam Music Group. Watch Mr. Brightside. (Links may not work in all countries. All videos belong to the artist/corporation.)
It's been an interesting week of rescheduling, trying to get enough sleep to be productive and just function. I'm so glad for the weekend because I really need to relax and recharge. I don't know how much relaxing is going to get done but I'll try.
I still have not done anything crafty and I'm not impressed one bit. A hat, a throw, something. I have some alpaca fibre that has yet to be spun. Something that I want to try my hand at. That was supposed to be one of my mini projects for 2012. I guess it will be a mini project for 2013. I'll get it done.
The snow and biting cold is officially back and like many of you I am not impressed. I did not go to any writing groups this week because I could not be bothered to ride but mostly wait on public transit. Not with the wind whistling up any, small opening of my coat.
The squirrel problem is partly resolved. The 2 critters are out and the entrance is sealed. The problem is that in all of the commotion the s**t was literally scared out of the last squirrel. Yep, I'll leave it to your imagination. Now I know why some people eat the nasty critters. Not because it's free or tastes good but out of revenge for destroying parts of their home and costing them money.