// “Late one night, sorrow come round/ Scratchin’ at my door… ” Kasey Chambers & Shane Nicholson
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// Back home from a full, energetic evening class.
// Someone in the meeting told me I’m not suppose to miniblog a meeting in which I’m supposed to be paying attention to said meeting.
// In a meeting about podcasting and multimedia whatnot.
// Route 8, running hot. Route 6, minutes late. Route 28 on time. Still made it to the office before the meeting.
// Off to the bus stop to brave the October blizzard.
// Flurries (that means snow to Southern states).
// From iTunes: “Dear Podcast Owner: Your podcast… has been approved. You should expect to see it in iTunes within the next few hours.”
Coffeehouse Junkie Podcast
The first weekly Coffeehouse Junkie podcast has been submitted to Apple iTunes.
// Podcast successfully submitted to iTunes.
// Fixing RSS feed via (http://feedvalidator.org/)
// Waiting for RSS validating
// Coding XML podcast file and uploading mp3 to web server.
// Ah, a walk through the mountains with old friends on a beautiful autumn day followed by a shared supper. A full day. A full heart.
// Done working on a media kit. Expecting out-of-towners soon.
// Watching Simon Schama’s Power of Art DVD collection.
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// Oh, happy, happy Friday. Some good citizen brought doughnuts to share with fellow office-dwellers.
// It’s a beautiful chilly, rainy autumn day.
// It’s too late to keep working on ads and stuff. I must be getting old. I used to be able to design stuff all night long.
Two things poets should consider
With the market plunging, here’s two encouraging items to consider as a poet:
1) “The state’s jobless rate began the year at 4.9 percent and has steadily increased since then. It stood at 6.6 percent in July.” Link The unemployment rate in N.C. is presently 7 percent.
DO NOT try to make a living writing poetry. Keep your day job (and your night job, too).
2) In the Asheville area, almost $400,000 was donated to political campaigns.
NONE of that money was spent on your livelihood as a poet, buying your poetry books, or purchasing coffee and other goodies at your public poetry readings.
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