This has been the most successful year of my life so far when it comes to my work being published. I just found out I got another two poems in this week, and yet, for the life of me, I can't think of a single thing to include in the writer's bio that every single publication or contest wants from me. What does a person say? What do you include in a brief paragraph about yourself?
I'm Jess from the Shenandoah Valley. Suddenly this year almost everyone in my life has spontaneously begun referring to me as "Jessie"--a name I have never gone by but like because it's different. I don't know what I'm doing. I dream exclusively about OLED driving circuits, touch substrates, interface processing or the same recurring nightmare I've had for six months replaying my litany of interpersonal failure. Everything has changed and everything is different and I have almost no use for myself anymore. My hair is almost to my ass. I am all of Nithavellir. I make a lovely trifle. I am a ruin of my former self. I can cook and I'm good at running. I know how to define a space. I suck good cock. I grow good pumpkins. I have to still think: worth it. Like Satan, I am an angel of light.
But I will probably just list my other publications.
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