I haven’t written much for my blog this year. 2012 has turned out to my family’s “Annus Horribilis” as the Queen dubbed her year of disasters. It really began a year ago September.

Without going into detail—medical details are boring to everyone except a room full of seventy-year-olds, where it seems to be the only topic—suffice it to say we have had three cancer diagnoses and a traumatic brain injury. This entailed lots of doctors, hospitals, surgery and an endless variety of therapies and treatments as well as much to-ing and fro-ing.

On the literary front, Virgin Hall sold reasonably well and I had lots of readings, book clubs and signings, thanks to Planned Parenthood, NARAL and good friends in three states. Also I won an Honorable Mention in the New Poet category at the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets conference. We had a great time in Stevens Point, WI. At least I did a lot of poetry, most of it not very light and gay. Stay tuned for some samples and the prize winner.