My first collection accepted for traditional publication will be released with McGill-Queen’s University Press as part of the Hugh MacLennan Poetry Series.
rushes from the river disappoinment was a finalist for a Two Sylvias Press poetry book prize March of last year, and contains work that is prize-winning, critically praised in The Review Review, Pushcart Prize nominated, translated into Farsi, and widely featured in periodicals such as Verse Daily, Crannóg Magazine, The New Quarterly, Breakwater Review, The Indianapolis Review, Reunion: The Dallas Review, Arcturus, Banshee, and Burning House Press .
This release is scheduled for the May of 2020.
The poem “Mi Dispiace” published in The/ tƐmz / Review, has been nominated, by editors Aaron Schneider and Amy Mitchell, for The 2018 Best of the Net anthology.
I’m incredibly thankful for the support and confidence Aaron and Amy have shown in me and my work. – sr
For some mysterious reason, there is hardly anything that quickly sets my gears of poetic semblance into motion like the basalt road scrolling out under the determination of a bus or the glinty parallel lines of rail and tie dotted by the toot toot toot at level crossing.
One of my first significant publications was a poem I wrote sitting in the upper level of a double-decker Megabus heading from Toronto to Montréal.
Under similar unction, “Connections” manifests as a sort of lullaby, woven with sights and meditations, wrought from train travel as well as sitting at the altar of late summer surf.
This poem first appeared, in print, in Banshee, issue #5 (Autumn/Winter 2017), available here.
Listen to the poem, “Catawampus,” read by the author, published in the inaugural issue of The Arsonist Magazine by Burning House Press. Editor Miggy Angel.
J.K. Rowling has pulled her own short-lived “Richard Bachman.” Richard Bachman is the pseudonym that Stephen King wrote seven books under before his true authorship was revealed—not by an anonymous tip but by a shrewd reader who recognized the master’s hand.
What is interesting to me about the J.K. Rowling story, featured in the New York Times, is that in-spite of having what must have been the enthusiastic support of “his” publishing house, publicist, and what I can only imagine must be a stellar literary agent, with reviews that would make any author’s heart Electric Slide with joy, “Robert Galbraith” sold 500* books. I am not putting that amount down. I should be so lucky and hope to be. It is EXCELLENT for us mere mortals, but it certainly is not J.K. Rowling standards. I am happy for her that anonymously she garnered critical acclaim, but is a good book not good enough?
Author Patrick Wensink’s candid essay My Amazon Bestseller Made Me Nothing revealed that his book sales of 4000 copies did not make him any money. Do you need to be already famous to succeed? It would seem that literary success can’t be measured only by copies sold or profits banked. J.K. Rowling found success in the freedom to create and be evaluated apart from her fame. I find that situation far from being discouraging, but rather, one in which a writer can challenge herself and perhaps even succeed on her own terms.
*a correction from the original amount of 1500 which was the hardcover print run and not the actual number of books sold.