Snow. Lots of it. That explains yesterday's temperature drop, I guess.
I'm stuck in limbo again, waiting. Waiting on the 26th and my final supervision. Waiting on transcripts from Wellesley so I can apply for a Stateside job. Waiting on two reference letters, ditto. Waiting on responses to submissions. Waiting on something I'm chagrined to be waiting on and know full well I probably won't get. And so it goes.
(My dreams have been strange of late: visions of alternate histories...Elizabeth I as a teenager, not yet queen, dying of poison administered by her father, lying in a coffin lovingly made up like a bed...some future where a friend of mine has a mouse-sized elephant for a pet, this sweet, tiny thing that eats lettuce and bits of banana from your hand...strange, but vivid. I want a tiny elephant of my own now.)
BOOKS
The Dishonesty of Dreams
Wanderlust
Lost Books
Devil's Road Down
* For a full list of publication credits in poetry and fiction, see my profile.ABOUT
A.J. Odasso's poetry has appeared in an eclectic variety of publications, including Sybil's Garage, Mythic Delirium, Jabberwocky, Cabinet des Fées, Midnight Echo, Not One of Us, Dreams & Nightmares, Goblin Fruit, Strange Horizons, Stone Telling, Farrago's Wainscot, Through the Gate, Liminality, inkscrawl, Battersea Review, Barking Sycamores, and New England Review of Books. Her début collection, Lost Books (Flipped Eye Publishing), was nominated for the 2010 London New Poetry Award and for the 2011 Forward Prize, and was also a finalist for the 2011 People's Book Prize. Her second collection with Flipped Eye, The Dishonesty of Dreams, was released in 2014. She holds degrees from Wellesley College (B.A. in English), University of York (M.A. in Medieval Studies), and Boston University (M.F.A. in Creative Writing). She has served in the Poetry Department at Strange Horizons since 2012.ELSEWHERE
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Good luck on the final review and all job-related things! (And Stateside Stateside?)
Dreams are fabulously interesting things. I think the first is begging to become something!
Good luck!