A new poem

The Savior

The rain broke.
Stars shone like stars.
The same Scorpius
that looked down on me
in the desert?

Fixed for millennia;
I migrated, in reverse,
from dawn to dusk.

The night embraced me
with amputated arms. …

That’s the beginning of the second draft of a poem I’m working on. I guess the poem is a processing of sorts of my move from Las Vegas to San Salvador. If the next draft turns out well, I may submit it to small and mid-sized literary journals based out West (as they may be interested in the Vegas angle).

If there’s a lit journal you think I should consider, please let me know. (I’m out of the loop on that.) Gracias!

Book update

I finished the third (and perhaps final) draft of the tunnel survivors book. It’s a little more than 80,000 words. It could probably be trimmed a bit more, a few things shifted around, etc., but I’m pretty satisfied with this version.

The options now seem to be to let it sit for a bit and take one more whack at it or to pitch it immediately to agents and publishers. I’m leaning toward pitching it immediately, as I think I’ve done all I can with it (at least for now, without feedback from an editor or agent).

If you have thoughts on this, please share them. Also, if you know an agent or publisher that may be interested in survival stories from the Las Vegas storm drains, which bust myths and paint a larger picture of homelessness in America, let me know. (I may also reach out to some of you individually for advice.)

Thanks in advance!

Salud, El Salvador!

I’m at the airport in San Salvador, preparing to vacation in the States after a year of teaching in Central America. I can’t recall a year in which I’ve learned and been challenged more: a new job, culture, language, lifestyle, relationships. At times, I traveled so far out of my comfort zone I couldn’t remember its coordinates, which, of course, was part of the idea.

Salud, El Salvador, to an amazing primer año! I’m already anticipating the second one!

Vegas, baby!

Yet another Vegas paradox: that you can be so anxious to visit a place you don’t really like that much.

Book update

I finished and printed out a second draft of the tunnel survivors book. It’s solid, I think, and around 90,000 words, which is close to its “fighting weight.”

I’m in the process of editing the hard copy. I hope to finish the book in the next week or two and then start shopping it around. #ShineALight #TwoCopsAndACricket

Summer plans

I’ve solidified my itinerary for the summer: Las Vegas (June 18-23), Atlanta (June 23-July 1) and Ambergris Caye, Belize (for the month of July). (I’ll return to San Salvador around August 1.) Let’s get drinks, play blackjack, practice Spanish, workshop over coffee or tea, do outreach in the drains, go on a run or hike, play team trivia, snorkel or something!

PS- When you live behind towering, razor wire-topped walls guarded by vigilantes with guns, posting information like this isn’t a concern.

Book update

I’d planned to edit the first two chapters of the first draft of Two Cops and a Cricket: Surviving the Las Vegas Storm Drains, then use them as the sample in a book proposal and to apply for grants and fellowships. However, the first two chapters aren’t really representative of the book and I’m in a groove, so I think I’m going to finish a solid second draft and go from there. I’m almost halfway through the draft, and it’s now under 100,000 words, and I should be able to finish it in the next month or so.

As always, I’ll keep you updated. #TwoCopsAndACricket #ShineALight