I've resolved to be nicer in 2011... in general, for the most part, when appropriate, if I feel like it... so, if I'm going to rant, maybe this is my last chance.
I went to a local bookstore, which is a bit of a misnomer, as it's not really conveniently located. They had a section of works by local authors recently published and the selection shows what a vibrant writing community there is here. Here were the books of poetry:
Ceremonies of the Spirit (Plain View Press) by Wendy Brown-Baez
Calling (Loonfeather Press) by Sharon Chmielarz
The Sky Is Great, the Sky Is Blue (Whistling Shade Press) by Sharon Chmielarz
All This and More (Nodin Press) by Carol Connolly
Tommy (Red Dragonfly Press) by Donna Isaac
I Wish I Had a Heart Like Yours, Walt Whitman (Univ. of Notre Dame Press) by Jude Nutter
Unrest (Graywolf Press) by Joanna Rawson
What's Left Is the Singing (Blue Light Press) by Mary Kay Rummel
When I looked Back You Were Gone (Holy Cow Press) by Cary Waterman
Do I even have to say it?
Not only weren't there any male authors, there were no male employees in the store and I was the only male customer. Apparently, men don't read; they don't think; they don't feel. Or, maybe they're just like me and get queasy around "Loonfeather" and "Whistling Shade." Blecch. Now, where are the car repair manuals...
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