And can we please address how all of this is yielding me ZERO dollars? Right. My babies can't eat positive feedback, and National Grid ain't trying to get paid via blog comments (I know because I tried...the customer service rep was not amused.). But I want this so bad I can TASTE it. Where is my clone? WHERE?
That said, on the weekend of February 19th, the next literary reading for La Pluma y La Tinta's New Voices Reading Series will take place, and in honor of Black History Month (which is also OUR history so don't bother turning up your lip at me!), the theme we've selected, which you can interpret in any way, shape or form, is:
If you're interested in participating and have a poem or work of fiction/creative non-fiction you'd like to read, please submit it to: firstname.lastname@example.org. Be sure to include your name and a way for me to contact you, and PLEASE- all attachments need to be MSWord documents or PDFs. Anything else will be discarded.
We've yet to secure a location and pick a final date, but it will be in the Brooklyn or Lower Manhattan area for sure. There are only four spots available so get your submission in early!
OK so even though it's hard work and I'm struggling to death over here, I suppose there's nothing else I'd rather be doing, no other place I'd rather be living in...I have no choice but to work this life to death...
Someone PLEASE reassure me that the rewards will be sweet and here on earth, not in some mythical heaven?
*smooches...waiting impatiently for the big payoff*
I think maybe what I need is an intern since The Man won't let me have a clone n shit; where can I get one of those? I pay in food and John Cusack movie marathons.