Tough Love

It's Valentine's Day and I'm giving myself some tough love.

Time to quit complaining and time to start appreciating. No more - it's too cold outside. I have writer's block. This is too hard. I'm too tired. No more.

No more I can't.
No more I don't want to.

Conversation hearts are always written with active verbs. Hug me. Kiss me. Be mine. No waffling. No ifs or buts. No standing around.

So, let's get on with it, shall we?

I'm dusting the sleet (yes, that is sleet outside in New York City!) off my boots and gettin' a move on it.

First stop? Guerrilla Lit Reading Series II. I'll be reading my work aloud on February 21st.