Pimpin' Ain't Easy

Just got back from the beach this evening. Managed to only burn part of my arms -- succeeded in keeping the face (canvas) protected with sunscreen and big hat.

Read many wonderful submissions. Heartened. Not sure how many to take. What to do, what to do. When first discussing the No Tell concept with a few friends, some expressed concern that it would be difficult to offer consistent quality by publishing so many different poets and requiring a minimum of five poems from each. While I felt confident it could be done properly, their doubts did give me pause. I suppose it's still early on and only time will tell, but I'm excited about the work coming up and already am torn over certain submissions. Also, I no longer feel bad about past rejections I've received from journals.

Tender Buttons suggested doing a "Weekend Quickie" where we publish poems on Saturday/Sunday by poets that "almost" got selected for the regular weekly feature. Yeah, like I don't have enough enemies already. "Um, I'm not willing to take you out for dinner and a movie, but I'll give you ten minutes with me in this closet."

Clearly lawyers do not understand the poetic ego -- clearly an entirely different beast from the lawyer ego.