It's almost here! Our intensive day of writing at Theodore Wirth Park, this Sunday. As of today, you can still join us, and we would love to have you there! We're gonna build some major inner fire while also basking in the flames of the actual pavilion fireplace. But fear not, the pavilion is indeed heated by means other than the fireplace. The fire is for, well, the other kind of heat. I'm a fire sign. What can I say?
Also, we've been having a blast in our first remote class, so we're about to announce two more, for January. We'll let you know in this newsletter when registration opens, and if you're on Facebook, you'll find it there, as well.
Last but not least, if you're on the cusp of submitting some work for publication and you aren't sure where to begin, Authors Publish has put together this helpful list of thirteen literary journals that are more approachable and easier to crack than many others. I hope it is useful to some of you!
Oh, one more last after the last. Happy Halloween to those of you who don't hate that holiday. Me? I have loved it all my life. No, I don't love how it's turned into a commercial shopping event, but I do dearly treasure walking outside in the crisp night air with family and friends and neighbors, standing on my porch with a huge pot of chili bubbling inside and outside, the rivers of children carrying their joy like lanterns. On Halloween, I can strive to see the miracle of the world through those children's eyes, if just for a night.