A bit of good news. One of my poems is being published in the local paper next month. A few years back, I stumbled onto a poetry class at a Barnes & Noble by mistake. Once I realized it was poetry and not a writing class, I tried to inconspicuously leave the session. The instructor looked up and asked, “Why are you leaving?” I replied, “I’m not a poet. I made a mistake.” To which he answered, “Why don’t you stay for the rest of the period and see if you like it? If not, you don’t have to return.” I stayed. I came back for the next several weeks. Loved it. To date, I’ve had poetry published in anthologies. You just never know …
Happy Thanksgiving!
“Nothing one ever experiences or feels is wasted.” — Lynne Reid Banks