Since lists and confessions seem to be on my mind; Aaron McCollough, a University English lecturer, offers his advice. Here’s the first two, read the rest by following the link:
- There’s generally no such thing as royalties in poetry. You don’t get a dime from the books you publish, even if someone actually buys a copy. If your heart is set on being a professional poet, either score a lecturing job or get used to Ramen.
- The most common way for new poets to get their work published is by entering in poetry contests. They cost money and are usually only won by people already established in the poetry community. Good luck.
(via Deborah Ager) Link.
Deborah Ager offers her 7 things here.
Coffeehouse Junkie offers 7 Things:
- Consider it a hobby if you live anywhere outside NYC.
- It is a selfish drug that deepens your addiction the more it is practiced.
- Open mic events are both the Poetry Den and Poets Anonymous.
- Get a real job–preferably a job that requires brainless activity so you can focus your addiction with lucidity.
- Get used to the rejection of literary journal editors, poetry contest judges, friends, family and countrymen.
- No matter how well crafted your poetry becomes, it will be read far less than the graffiti adorning urinals in Waffle Houses across the country.
- Expect to lose your house, spouse, dog, and dinner for the sake of poetry, and if you don’t lose any of the previously mentioned count your blessings because you’re probably losing sleep in exchange.
Peace out, my lit junkies.