It's that time of the year again. Autumn of course I mean (well nearly). Last weekend she told me she was near by allowing a leaf to fall and tap me on the shoulder. I miss writing and have been so stressed out the last few days but I'm gettiing my holidays tomorrow so I will write over the two weeks I'm off. The moon is full too which could be partly why I feel a bit haywire.
And also that time of the year - as the Autumn issue of Boyne Berries is being prepared and it promises to be a delectable cocktail of poetry, prose and image. You still have time to submit. Send your piece before the 31st of July to email@example.com . And read the submission guidelines here http://www.boynewriters.com/buy_or_submit.html . I have to write something for it myself and submit. I remember submitting to Boyne Berries 1 four years ago and I spent some hours thinking about whether I should send an email or not. Having something accepted for publication in it would mean being thrilled and being rejected - well who likes rejection? But I am used to being rejected now too, developed a tougher skin it seems.
I don't think I've much more to add tonight. But I will be back soon.