Margaret Fieland: Poetry and Prose

I did it. I submitted my folk tale picture book, and I submitted the chapbooks I meant to send off, and I submitted a sample of poems to a publisher in Canada.

Phew (Takes deep breath).

.. so I actually figured out enough of the Yahoo Small Business Web Hosting control panel to be able to upload more Wordpress themes. Hence the site’s new look.

I’m psyched!

.. and why did it take me, someone who earns a good living writing computer software, take so long to figure this out? Um, well, good question. Last time I tried it looked complicated. Today it was simple.

Oh, yes, and my kids are doubtless ‘way better at figuring this stuff out than I am. After all, they grew up with computers. I didn’t.

This morning the boxer who lives down the block was again wandering in the middle of the road. Its owners were gone for the day. The yard is not fenced.

It’s still cold around here and as far as I can tell the dog has no water or other shelter.

The dog has been hit before. This time it was lucky: I drove around it.

The owners are moving. I hope for the dog’s sake that their new yard is fenced and that they take better care of it than they are now.

Moral: some people just shouldn’t own pets.

Do you have an opinion?  I googled and came up with this: a short piece of imaginative writing, of a personal nature, and laid out in lines. Which doesn’t say much.

Comments, anyone? Examples?

Happy St. Patrick’s Day. It’s my oldest son’s birthday today. I’m not Irish, but he is, on his father’s side. In his honor, I’m wearing my green sweater — well, one of them.

In writing news, I submitted some poems to the Canadian Federation of Poets anthologies (they have 10, and non-members of the Federation can submit one poem per anthology). I submitted to several. One’s been rejected already, but one has been accepted. It’s one that I recently edited to make it more to the point. Yea!

I’m also working on a retelling of a folktale that I’m intending for a picture book. Wish me luck!

My story, “Man Drowns in Bed,” is now up on the Semaphore website.

My IRC (International Reply Coupon) problem is on its way to being solved, thanks to the help of a fellow writer in the United Kingdom, so this morning I went to my bank to wire him the money.

The poor bank guy had to spend quite some time, even given that I really did have all the necessary information, to figure out how to do it, but figure it out he did.

Phew!

And yesterday I sorted through all of my tax stuff and mailed it off to my accountant. It’s missing my K1’s, which are always late, but still, it’s a load off my mind.