The one obvious flaw of this house was in the basement, everything in the basement was raised on wooden slats. Apparently, the basement isn't all that dry. Perhaps, this is why we should skip the home inspection and get our bid right to the top. Hmmm.
The idea of moving and spring coming so soon has me in the mood to do a massive spring cleaning and get rid of all the useless stuff that seems to accumulate--I have serious issues with paper--also to get rid of all the stuff that we might use 'someday'. So something good will come out of March and once I have all my preoccupations out of the way I'll be able to sit down and write some new poems.
The Belles of New England--a fascinating account of the women who worked in the textile mills of New England.
And picked up again: Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?, by Joyce Carol Oats--one of my favorite short story writers.
Best Words, Best Order, by Stephen Dobyns.
I mentioned to T that after hearing from the last batch of subs 'still out' I'm going to take a break from the sub train, but I realized with one sub out for 40 some odd weeks that by the time I actually hear back from all the subs I could very well be ready to get back on board.
The good news is that once, Spring Tide, is released in May, almost all the poems in the full-length MS will be published. Most of Spring Tide had already been picked up, but it seems to take the edge off the whole waiting game for the few poems that are still 'out there.'
PS I'm throwing caution to the wind and not spell checking for typos. Live dangerously, that's my motto.