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May 2, 2005 22:54:45 GMT -5
Post by dinadan on May 2, 2005 22:54:45 GMT -5
I got good news....
At the last minute, right before it went to the presses, my university's arts journal contacted me because they wanted my poem "The Last of the Wine" (which is up on this board) for this year's edition. Now, I realize that it's probably because they needed to fill a page or something like that, and after my callous rejection from before, I should probably have told them to take a hike. But, I'm a ham and if I want exposure I need things in print, right? So I told them to go ahead and print it--which, despite the lackluster way in which it has come about, makes me excited.
So h00ray!
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May 3, 2005 15:36:56 GMT -5
Post by twyrch on May 3, 2005 15:36:56 GMT -5
I got good news.... At the last minute, right before it went to the presses, my university's arts journal contacted me because they wanted my poem "The Last of the Wine" (which is up on this board) for this year's edition. Now, I realize that it's probably because they needed to fill a page or something like that, and after my callous rejection from before, I should probably have told them to take a hike. But, I'm a ham and if I want exposure I need things in print, right? So I told them to go ahead and print it--which, despite the lackluster way in which it has come about, makes me excited. So h00ray! w00t!!! Congratulations Dinadan!!!! Awesome news!!!! |
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May 3, 2005 15:50:00 GMT -5
Post by dinadan on May 3, 2005 15:50:00 GMT -5
Thanks. The journal comes out soon--I'm getting excited.
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May 3, 2005 18:15:47 GMT -5
Post by Hinata on May 3, 2005 18:15:47 GMT -5
That's awesome! Even if they rejected you first, at least they came to YOU to fill that page. . .they could have gone to someone else. . .so they may have rejected you thinking they had too much and then they were like. . .oh, wait! We have room. . .let's get that poem in there. . .which is a better way of thinking about it  |
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May 3, 2005 18:24:37 GMT -5
Post by Child of Immanuel on May 3, 2005 18:24:37 GMT -5
Congratulations!! Hey, it doesn't matter how: you're in!
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May 3, 2005 22:27:34 GMT -5
Post by dinadan on May 3, 2005 22:27:34 GMT -5
Thanks for the logical positivism. I appreciate it.  |
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May 4, 2005 15:08:44 GMT -5
Post by Hinata on May 4, 2005 15:08:44 GMT -5
A little quotation that I found, I think it applies to us all. . . "I write for the same reason I breathe-because if I didn't I would die"--Isaac Asimov Don't you agree with that? |
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May 6, 2005 14:56:48 GMT -5
Post by dinadan on May 6, 2005 14:56:48 GMT -5
I do agree with that.
In other news, the journal came out today. I now have two poems in the 110th volume of The Transylvanian. Hooray!
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May 6, 2005 19:37:31 GMT -5
Post by twyrch on May 6, 2005 19:37:31 GMT -5
I do agree with that. In other news, the journal came out today. I now have two poems in the 110th volume of The Transylvanian. Hooray! Way to Go!!! Keep up the good work. ;D |
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May 7, 2005 4:30:40 GMT -5
Post by dgan on May 7, 2005 4:30:40 GMT -5
A little quotation that I found, I think it applies to us all. . . "I write for the same reason I breathe-because if I didn't I would die"--Isaac Asimov Don't you agree with that? Actually, I believe people who don't work for a living have a different perception of what causes death. Call it a......philosphical axe grinding. |
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May 7, 2005 7:28:41 GMT -5
Post by dinadan on May 7, 2005 7:28:41 GMT -5
You think Asimov didn't work for a living?
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May 8, 2005 4:57:28 GMT -5
Post by dgan on May 8, 2005 4:57:28 GMT -5
You think Asimov didn't work for a living? I don't call a career engrossed in your passion as "work". Those nearest to death have the greatest insight about its meaning. Just a personal opinion. |
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May 8, 2005 7:16:15 GMT -5
Post by dgan on May 8, 2005 7:16:15 GMT -5
Happiness eludes the boisterous among us,
Quiet hearts forever search for happiness as well
Always hoping, always looking for an entertaining time,
Yet happiness is lost, no longer in our hearts to dwell.
“Why?!” cries the anguished one whose hope was torn away,
The screams of fear are quieted by their own familiar sound,
Still, the heart is comforted by a source not our own,
Happiness is in you but only after joy is found.
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May 8, 2005 7:46:45 GMT -5
Post by dinadan on May 8, 2005 7:46:45 GMT -5
Interesting poem, dgan. You should call it "A Meditation on Happiness"-- I enjoy the sentiment, and your phrasing is nice. Good job; post more ! |
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May 9, 2005 14:46:29 GMT -5
Post by Child of Immanuel on May 9, 2005 14:46:29 GMT -5
I love the last line especially. Great job.
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