I am thinking about submitting this collection to a poetry book
contest, my collection of 30 poems centered around lives and deaths of
people who lived around Lexington, Kentucky. I need to go through and
edit them, read through and edit again. Originally the poems were meant
to be accompanied by photographs of cemetery scenes and statues, but I
doubt I will ever have the book published with that initial vision. It
would have to be a reprint, OR a self-published version of it. I've
seen websites where one can submit their manuscript and it is printed on
demand when people order the book. That is an option, I just doubt
anyone would purchase it. That's like a blind dream.
On another
note, I am sitting at my home office desk, looking out the window, and
watching little red finches and house sparrows in the front yard peck at
the ground. The smell of charcoal burning drifts down the street. The
day's festivities have begun. Happy Fourth of July.
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