Tag: publicity
Posted on January 24, 2020
by Lesley Wheeler
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THIS is the best thing about this week: a stunning cover for my forthcoming poetry book, featuring a painting called “Censer” by Ida Floreak and designed by Nikkita Colhoon. Nikkita’s work was one of the draws, for me, in working with Tinderbox Editions–all her…
Q: I question the worth of my writing on a near-daily basis. Is there a way to just get over it? A: Okay, okay, I admit it, that question comes from Dr. Ms. Poetry Professor herself, but it’s a genuine one. If you have…
Posted on July 13, 2016
by Lesley Wheeler
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Lately I’ve been reading in a fragmentary way–journalism, parts of books, letters in archives–in the shadow of crises. Too much death and division in the news; too many friends ill. The latest small, stupid pain came from a hornet’s sting Sunday. I guess the…
Posted on January 17, 2016
by Lesley Wheeler
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I’m not the only writer who’s fascinated by the processes of inspiration, composition, and revision, but horrified by the processes of self-promotion. And I do mean full-on gothic trauma complete with repressed guilt rising monstrously from a shallow grave and chasing me through the…
Category: UncategorizedTags: Barrow Street Press, being tired of hearing about Brooklyn, Ben Lerner, Eileen Myles, Frank Bures, Hampden-Sydney Poetry Review, Hampden-Sydney Review, Kenyon Review, process, productivity, publicity, Radioland, salamander, self-promotion
Posted on September 21, 2015
by Lesley Wheeler
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My new book of poems, Radioland, is now available for purchase! My own box is supposed to arrive today, although I live in such a small town we don’t receive daily UPS delivery, so it could be tomorrow. I’m jittery with suspense. In the meantime, I thought…
Posted on September 4, 2015
by Lesley Wheeler
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Now my daughter is off in radioland–away at college but constantly present in my imagination, and intermittently present through texts and posts. A message with cheerful emoji has such an instant calming effect on my blood pressure–it’s amazing that when I went to Rutgers,…
