I feel like my time at The Porches was well spent. It was, in its worst moments, a learning experience, and in its best awe-inspiring. Of course, being compared to David Sedaris helps to make a fulfilling writing retreat. A lot.
Housemates came and went. Electricity and running water came and went at the beginning of the week. The heat beyond the solid doors was unbearable. Trips to the outside were relegated to early morning hours, and slightly after sunset.
But the days were spent writing, and photographing, and editing, and cooking; consumed by creativity. I didn’t come away with lots of publishable work, but with so many ideas, directions to go, and so much energy.
So I came home and slept. A lot. I researched some places open for submissions, sent out some query letters. Organized some creative projects. I had submitted two pieces before I left The Porches, and now I must write some new pieces. I’ve been fairly visible online these days. Read them:
Revolution (scroll to June 7)
On Yahoo Contributor, I have four essays:
Voyager I (Yes, I know it’s ’69 and not ’68)
And two poems:
I have product reviews at Noobschooler.com:
I have also had a piece reblogged by the amazing Amanda Sowards at The Catharine Chronicles.
I am working on having some photography published and have at least two guest blogs in the near future, stay tuned.
Oh! and I am planning my next trip to The Porches for October.