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Apr. 16th, 2009 11:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blue_lotus13I'm not sure why I have so many problems sleeping. I think I slept six hours last night, which means that working today really SUCKS.
Last night I attended my first Raving Poets event. The Raving Poets are an Edmonton based group that has been going since 2000. Various people come out to read and a band creates ambient mood music for the poets. The venue was within walking distance from my house, so I set out with plans to meet a friend and his gf there. The venue itself was amazing; it was all done up like a Middle Eastern palace, complete with taps that even look like little pumps in the bathroom. The crowd was extremely friendly and I got to meet a lot of nice poetry people. I still can't get over the number of poets in Edmonton; it's like you can't wave a stick without hitting a poet. Seriously, a person could go to poetry events every night.
One of the women I met is going to publish her first book with Frontenac next year. I got a chance to talk to her about working with Frontenac and about all the hard things that no one tells you when you publish. She told me that she sent off the electronic manuscript and spent the whole day feeling like she was going to puke. I told her that this was normal. She thanked me multiple times for my advice and support, which made me feel pretty awesome.
Anyway, it was a fun night, and I'll definitely go back.
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In other news, I think I am becoming somewhat obsessed with American Apparel. I don't like the founder or their sexism, but their T-shirts are so damn soft, fit well and come in so many colours. Damn you, American Apparel.
My friend Ian refers to it as "The Whore Store", thanks to their porno like advertising. I think this is brilliant.
Last night I attended my first Raving Poets event. The Raving Poets are an Edmonton based group that has been going since 2000. Various people come out to read and a band creates ambient mood music for the poets. The venue was within walking distance from my house, so I set out with plans to meet a friend and his gf there. The venue itself was amazing; it was all done up like a Middle Eastern palace, complete with taps that even look like little pumps in the bathroom. The crowd was extremely friendly and I got to meet a lot of nice poetry people. I still can't get over the number of poets in Edmonton; it's like you can't wave a stick without hitting a poet. Seriously, a person could go to poetry events every night.
One of the women I met is going to publish her first book with Frontenac next year. I got a chance to talk to her about working with Frontenac and about all the hard things that no one tells you when you publish. She told me that she sent off the electronic manuscript and spent the whole day feeling like she was going to puke. I told her that this was normal. She thanked me multiple times for my advice and support, which made me feel pretty awesome.
Anyway, it was a fun night, and I'll definitely go back.
*****
In other news, I think I am becoming somewhat obsessed with American Apparel. I don't like the founder or their sexism, but their T-shirts are so damn soft, fit well and come in so many colours. Damn you, American Apparel.
My friend Ian refers to it as "The Whore Store", thanks to their porno like advertising. I think this is brilliant.
