My poetry book doesn’t sell. At all. I’m wondering why… I’m also wondering if I’m going to publish other poetry books or just publish them here. The point is not about making money… Just… you know… Picking the best option for my poems…
Legend has it that Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in only six words. His response? “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” Last year, SMITH Magazine re-ignited the recountre by asking our readers for their own six-word memoirs. They sent in short life stories in droves, from the bittersweet (“Cursed with cancer, blessed with friends”) and poignant (“I still make coffee for two”) to the inspirational (“Business school? Bah! Pop music? Hurrah”) and hilarious (“I like big butts, can’t lie”).
Brilliant. Shorter is always better. But it’s not an easy process. Collecting differents universes I’m in, wrapping up all sides of my life…
The poet would probably like “I found out she is joy”. But I don’t think the whole me would.
At last ! My book is now available on Amazon !
The simple cover is pretty much a statement: books are about content, not nice looking covers.
I’m working on two different poetry books. One translation of my French poems and one about most of my late poems. I’m surprised how the first one is moving slowly. I thought it would be done by itself but I face a lot of translation frustrations slowing down the process. So the first one ready may be my late poetry. The process for this one is more about rediscover great poems (at least some appear to me as so) than wondering how I will translate a poem without killing it. I’m willing to deliver both as soon as possible. Might be a matter of weeks for the first one but months for the other one…
I’ve been through most of what lulu.com has to offer in French poetry. I was surprised of the low proportion of free verse poetry I found. Probably less than 10%. As I’m mostly into free verse poetry, this is kind of deceiving. Anyway, I prefer English poetry. I just hope I’ll find more free verses in that language.
Also deceiving, the slow start of my book of French poetry. As I didn’t do much to promote it, that’s not a surprise. Anyway, it’s only available since Monday…
My French poetry book is finally ready ! All right !
If you can’t read French, don’t despair. An English version is undergoing and at least some poems will be accessible in the process.
That’s a little odd, I think. If I compare the same amount of text with the three formats (6 inches by 9, 4.25 by 6.875, 7.5 by 7.5), the smallest and thickest is the most expensive. But not by much. I first thought it would be the opposite. So, I might go for 6 by 9 as it’s a bloody good format for poetry. The square one is maybe a cool concept but it would be wastefully wide for poetry (and annoying to read for a novel). Hum.
As I’m about to finish the manuscript for my French poetry, I’m stuck with some concerns like book format.
6 inches by 9?
4.25 by 6.875?
7.5 by 7.5? A square book of poetry may be a cool idea but that’s more annoying to carry.
When I’ll be done with the content, I’ll test for the look and the price, but if the best look and the best price aren’t the same format, I wonder which I should pick, as the prices won’t be that different.
I already decided each poem will have its page or pages. To respect the poems.
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This week, I began to read The Darwin Awards book. I had to stop. Depressing, intoxicating, misanthropic, cynical.
Discover magazine recently called Richard Dawkins “Darwin’’s Rottweiler” for his fierce and effective defense of evolution. Prospect magazine voted him among the top three public intellectuals in the world (along with Umberto Eco and Noam Chomsky). Now Dawkins turns his considerable intellect on religion, denouncing its faulty logic and the suffering it causes. He critiques God in all his forms, from the sex-obsessed tyrant of the Old Testament to the more benign (but still illogical) Celestial Watchmaker favored by some Enlightenment thinkers. He eviscerates the major arguments for religion and demonstrates the supreme improbability of a supreme being. He shows how religion fuels war, foments bigotry, and abuses children, buttressing his points with historical and contemporary evidence. In so doing, he makes a compelling case that belief in God is not just irrational, but potentially deadly. Dawkins has fashioned an impassioned, rigorous rebuttal to religion, to be embraced by anyone who sputters at the inconsistencies and cruelties that riddle the Bible, bristles at the inanity of “intelligent design,” or agonizes over fundamentalism in the Middle East-or Middle America.
Don’t know…
I looked at the list of Nobel laureates in literature.
Of all 103 laureates, I only read something from 7 of the 103 writers (and those are only from the French and English culture). Should I work to raise that insignificant proportion ? Or maybe those laureates aren’t that important among the other great writers ?
Strange, I didn’t read anything from a Nobel laureate before 1949 and after 1969. I guess I could be a little more up to date…
Who is your favorite poet ?
After watching the movie 300, I went to see the comic book.
To me, it looked like a cheap storyboard of the movie. I don’t see the point of buying it since I saw the movie. But I will totally buy the DVD…
I’m reading a short stories anthology about Montreal: Montreal mon amour. English stories. But, strangely, mostly written by immigrants or (1rst or 2rd generation). There’s something strong and, I think, original about beggars:
But when I have the change I give it to them. I am not one of those who go around making nasty remarks about beggars just because their mouths smeel of beer. I know that when a fellow has only nickel to his name he would rather, and it’s much wiser, too, spend it on a glass of beer, than on a cup of dishwater. Coffee just washes your insides and keeps you awake, whereas beer fills you, tickels your guts and makes you drowsy. It’s easier to sleep on hard benches that way, and besides, if your mouth smells of beer the flies don’t fly into it when you’re asleep with it open.
From “Beggars I have known” by A.M. Klein.
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