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The World Is Too Much With Us ....

It's too damn hot, and I sort of just want to disappear into a pint of ice cream. Is that so wrong? I mean, I'm allowed to eat dairy again. Gluten, too. As it turns out, those two things have absolutely no impact on my health. So, score. I guess. 

It's been an odd summer, alternating between triumph and completely mundane nuisance: The Farmfest Rocks concert, for example, was a fabulous success, even if it was too hot for most people to stay inside for more than act or two, resulting in a strange revolving door audience all night. No matter, a good show is a good show. And this WAS a good show.

The high from that, sadly, was mitigated a few days later, when I got into a minor fender-bender. No one was hurt and we were both able to drive away, so I'm counting my blessings. Still, it is amazing how a thing like that can haunt you in paperwork afterward.  

Bah. There are three more episodes of Got It Covered  shot, and hopefully they'll be out soon ... I'm terribly excited for people to see them, even if I'm always afraid I sound like an incoherent nerd on them. Really, I'm usually a fairly together nerd. But yeah, I'd much rather think about that than car insurance, but to be honest, I'm very happy I had car insurance, because even minor fender-benders add up. 

Way back at the beginning of the 19th century, the poet William Wordsworth wrote: "The world is too much with us; late and soon,/Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers." Some days, I completely understand where he was coming from.

I should be writing poems and short stories that are in my head, but the real world is taking up too much space. I need to stop being sensible sometime soon. At least for a little bit. Not entirely – I don't think "irresponsible space cadet and starving artist" would be a good look on my – but I have to remind myself sometimes that the life I've built is meant to provide a structure to support me writing, not the other way around. I have a job and car insurance so they can deal with the sensible things, without putting the onus of real life on my writing. Lately, though, I feel I've been doing everything but writing fiction and poetry, and I need to address that.  there's always a dull ache in my chest when I've been away from them too long, and I'm starting to feel it.

Upcoming Events

Broken Head Press Presents Poetry at The Gallery
Book Release Party for Ryk McIntyre
featuring poetry by Myles Taylor, Catherine Weiss, Corey Howard
Victor Infante, Sam Cha, Jasmin Roberts, Zeke Russell and RebeccaLynn
The Gallery
480 Main St Malden, MA
6 p.m. July 14

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