A friend of mine may well read this with all due smugness. I have been liberal in the circumlocution of my life as a ‘Bash the Rat’ activity; one things springs up and as I bash it down, another three pop up.
‘Bash the Rat?’, says he.
Do you mean Whack-a-Mole?
No, Bash the Rat. That’s what we’ve always called it.
Are you sure?
No. He was right. I meant Whack-a-bloody-Mole.
Anyway, that aside, it IS what my life has been like for the past few months. I seem to thrive on taking on more and more and it’s all got a bit frenetic, tbh. Wouldn’t have it any other way, of course, but it’s like dodging Nerf bullets…every so often, one hits you right between the eyes.
I won’t bore you with all the ins and outs, but the planets have definitely aligned to ensure my home, work and poetry life are all in a state of mania.
So, the highlights are that Paper Swans is publishing its teen poetry anthology next month, which is just brilliant and something I really want to build on.
On a personal note, a community project I am part of has its exhibition at The Trinity Theatre, Tunbridge Wells in a couple of weeks time. Really proud to be part of this and it’s ongoing; we’ve already started the second cycle. If you’re local, do pop along.
Meanwhile, there’s the day job to keep up with and…oh, what’s that thing that occupies all your time called?….Ah, yes — life!