*Disclaimer: I have never seen a baseball game.
I have been completely self-rejecting these past few weeks.
I wrote two poems for this website’s call for poems from women: https://masticadoresusa.wordpress.com/.
I thought they were both terrible. And by terrible, I felt like they were just too revealing. Yes, poetry is very personal. But it was so wrapped up in the fear and distress being in this red state that I was embarrassed. Or maybe I felt I didn’t have enough emotional distance.
I felt the same way when I received a request for an essay. I wrote it, and I just couldn’t bring myself to share-post in a public forum.
And, I’d like to say I’ve been too busy with my work as an excuse to why I haven’t written since I’ve moved to this small town, but I was similarly working full time in New Mexico, and I was still able to write and submit short stories.
Again, I can’t even describe how difficult it is on my psyche to be subjected to a constant, loud, vibrating-my-entire-house droning hum from the nearby grain elevators from about six a.m. to five or six at night.
About halfway through the day I start getting nauseous from the droning hum vibration. I start feeling disorientated and I get this odd sensation in my ears. It’s almost like going up in a plane where your ears pop except there’s no pressure, it’s just, I don’t know, your ears just can’t make sense of the noise anymore and they just start to shut down. It’s a very creepy sensation–like static on a television screen but in your ears.
And that’s not taking into account to the trains that pull up after the grain elevators shut down, which picks up with the droning vibrating hum (with the addition of loud bangs and thuds that sound like mini-explosions going off) until the next morning when the factory takes over from the trains.
And now I’ve written something a little personal, and I haven’t self-rejected.
So, I missed putting the word out about the climate change anthology my short story is in (https://paw.princeton.edu/new-books/extinction-notice-tales-warming-earth) on Earth Day and I just couldn’t get organized enough to upload 101+ photos of my precious rescue cats for National Pet Parents Day.
And I don’t know what else I missed.
But you know, coming up soon (April 30) is National Shelter Pet Day here in the United States, so I’d love it if you go take a look at my 2022 Astrological Guide to Shelter Cats over at Katzenworld: https://katzenworld.co.uk/2022/04/26/2022-astrological-guide-to-shelter-cats/.
Remember, #AdoptDontShop! https://www.petfinder.com/