Seeking Publishing

Over the past couple of weeks I’ve been looking seriously into having some of my work published. There have been a few venues where, after reading what they offered, has left me with the hope that I have the potential of finding what I’m looking for. The caveat is that the work can’t be published elsewhere -including on blogs.

Where this leaves me, is any work I want to submit can not be shared in full here. I can offer teasers, but I can’t publish the work in its entirety. At least not until the work has either been rejected, or accepted and published.

I don’t know if this is some sort of scary implication of bipolar disorder and I am riding on the high, but I think I have a shot at getting at least some of the work I submit published. At least, I hope.

Poetry has long been an art and a tool I’ve employed to keep me from leaping over the edge in a self-destructive blaze of wreckless glory. It has allowed me to leash inner demons and out wrestle them; give words to the things that have long left me speechless. Sharing that, I hope that maybe I can offer someone the same.

Or maybe I can somehow gain an upperhand in this constant internal struggle.

I don’t know. We’ll see.

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About Z.

Poetic pipe and cigar enthusiast rifling through the haunted memories of a not so distant past while openly wrestling with faith and God. A rambling writer with the misguided notion that he has something to say. His only redeeming qualities are his wife and children.
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