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Trying to figure out how to be, in my friend Elizabeth’s words, the loyal opposition when I don’t feel particularly loyal to the people I need to oppose.
“Oppressive language does more than represent violence, it is violence; does more than represent the limits of knowledge, it limits knowledge.”
—Toni Morrison, “The Nobel Lecture in Literature”
Adventures in Spam
Just checked my spam folder, as I do every so often, and, apparently, Guillermo Del Toro—I assume the spacing is important—wants to make a movie of my book of poems, Words For What Those Men Have Done. He needs to fire whoever’s proofreading his emails
I feel like I just traveled back in time submitting an essay pitch using an SASE. I hadn’t done it in so long, I had to triple and quadruple check I’d done it correctly.
That’s Beauty on my left and Gypsy in my lap. I’d take them both home in a heartbeat, if I could. I come to my mother’s dog rescue, Wilma’s Orphans, to get my dog fix.
I’d like to accomplish at least one of two things today: finish a grant application and complete (if not submit) an article pitch. If I can do both, I’ll have an excuse to celebrate this evening.
