aftermath

It seems a long time since I put anything up here, and of course it is. Family goings on, etc. have got in the way. In a large family like mine there's always something going on, but we did have a whole swathe of people getting ill and needing attention, and I got ill myself and so it goes.
It hasn't all been family and dull stuff, however. My Zen folk music poem, Sean Nos was accepted by Brittle Star and will appear next week, and I've put together two more submissions, which I suppose will take the usual ages to feedback. When I was at Lumb Bank I got some useful background about why magazines sometimes take so long, such that frankly, sometimes you have to be grateful that they get back to you at all. And it makes those editors - Sally Evans, Joy Hendry, Louise Hooper in my experience - you may know more - who take the time to be kind and constructive, so much more to be cherished.
Come to think of it, good, honest accurate criticism is worth its weight in gold from whatever source. I was going to give a roll of honour, but I bet I'd forget someone. I'll just take the opportunity to thank you, all of you.