As I inch deeper into my fifties, I find myself contemplating my legacy more and more. I’m a childless crone (by choice) who plans to be cremated (ideally when I’m dead). How will people remember me if there are no children to tell my stories? Will people speak of me if my name isn’t chiseled on a slab of rock marking my home in the ground?
It is my words, I now realize, that will keep my name and stories alive. In this way, illusions and misdemeanors—my first collection of poetry—is my progeny. Hopefully, it will be the first of many.
Yesterday saw the pre-sale launch of illusions and misdemeanors on Kickstarter. In the first twenty-four hours, I’ve made it halfway to my goal. The campaign began on the day my beloved aunt (who died in 2015) would have turned eighty-eight…and it will conclude on the day that marks the thirty-sixth anniversary of my mother’s passing. I find this fitting, given that a handful of the poems in the collection commemorate the pain of losing both of these women.
You can pre-order illusions and misdemeanors here until noon EST on September 20, 2019…and I urge you to do so. All books will be signed, there are a few nifty bonuses attached, and you’ll be helping me get this book on press.
I’ll be posting a few interesting tidbits about the book in the days to come, so stay tuned.