I just learned that four of my poems were accepted for the Reckless Writing anthology. I'm not sure if that means they seem to have been written recklessly or with reckless abandon (well, either way, it's probably a good thing for me, if I've been found erring on the side of caution and hermeticism in the past.)
In other news, baby is swiftly on her way into our world. This time next week, I will probably not be sitting at this computer, although I will no doubt have some kind of electronic device connected to the Internet close at hand, maybe even this laptop, although both I and the laptop will probably be found in a more babycentric location. Seriously, though, I'm excited. It takes a long time to grow a baby, but for the most part, it's been a fascinating ride. But now my back hurts when I sit to type, and so I'm about ready for the next phase to begin, as crazy as it no doubt will be, and also no doubt fascinating.
