Here in the midst of my first autumnal cold, I am saying goodbye to summer and knuckling down for a lot of writing work for the fall and winter.
Minnesota doesn’t mess around with temperatures in between 60° and 90°- we went straight from tanktops to scarves. I don’t really have time to complain though, between the show I have to get my energy up for tonight, Literary Death Match, and Twin Cities Speakeasy, as well as hosting Punch Out Poetry and maybe finding a new, Minneapolis home for it. I’m still working on the novel, the tea poems, and now am also working with a local musician/composer to build a libretto. I’ve never really collaborated on a piece with music, so I’m nervous and excited. Cbot and I have antics planned well into this mess called autumn, too.