It has been a while since I last posted something that wasn’t either a poem, a ‘love note’ entry, or somehow not directly related to my self-publishing activity (the ‘Resistance Song of the Day’ notwithstanding). So, here goes…
I had this dream in mind from last night, but couldn’t find a place for it here…
Today is the last day of this year’s National Poetry Writing Month. I’d actually stumbled upon it quite by accident. I no longer remember how it was that I found out about it, but I know someone who has participated in National Novel Writing Month before, so I may have been initially attracted by the similarity of their obnoxious abbreviations, NaNoWriMo and NaPoWriMo—which I otherwise refuse to use.
Recently, I uploaded a post on the subject of being “Overqualified”. It was my reaction to being turned down for a job on the basis that I was “overly qualified” for the position.
Well, here’s a different tack: Why should you—you know who you are—hire me?
I’m starting to embrace variety.
A random thought just occurred to me.