There Can Only Be One

The sister site to this one, the A Bunch of Wordz 2 Literary Blogazine, has died.  Or rather, I killed it.  It just wasn’t taking off, while this site has been.  I’m also in talks with b5media to do a blog for their Beauty & Style channel (yay!), so it just made sense to put my time into the areas where it will be the most useful.  (If you’ve been following my posts for awhile now, you know I’ve been trying very hard to get on the b5media team.)

In case you haven’t visited or didn’t know about the second site, here are the original works that were posted:

  • Six Kinds of Fool (Poem) — I actually did a write up previously about the author, M.C. Bruce.  A very talented guy, formerly from my neck of the woods (“the O.C.”).
  • Sand (Flash Fiction) — Pavelle Wesser delivers a scorching piece of fiction.
  • Cinderella’s Diary Page 44 (Poem) — LOVED this poem in which Kimberly D. Robinson brings a new twist to the Cinderella story.
  • Every House is a World (Flash Fiction) — a quiet and satisfying, slice-of-life type piece by Christopher Woods.

Take a few minutes to browse through these great, original works.

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Scott Poole — Poet and Silly Man

Poet, Scott Poole, gives a terrific interview over at the literary journal, Slow Trains.  When asked “What is your writing routine like,” he replies:

“Well, first I drop into a cold sweat. Then I lie on the floor and wonder if I’m dying. Then I see if there is anything on television that I can steal. Of course, there never is. Then I sharpen a #2 Ticonderoga pencil and throw it into the swimming pool. After that I consider becoming a Barista or Phlebotomist. Then I panic again. Then I watch the movie Barfly, if I haven’t done so in the last month. Then I drink a six pack of Fat Tire ale and fall asleep under the living room rug. When I wake up hungover I do seven hundred jumping jacks and then prepare a meal out of nothing but extra virgin olive oil, leeks, and the latest issue of Sports illustrated. Then I eat a box of cookies and read a few lines out of The Old Man and the Sea: “I have seen lions on the beach…” Then I burst into tears and roll down the stairs. At this point I’m just about ready…”

This issue of Slow Trains features several poems by Poole, which are just as entertaining and off-the-wall as his interview answers.