Today’s the day, my mum’s birthday and publication day for my first chapbook of poetry! I never thought I’d do it, but never say never. Having received enough rejections from literary agents for several lifetimes, it would have seemed like pure masochism to submit my poems to a publisher. We’re only constructed to take so much punishment. So, I did it myself. Quick, simple and completely painless. Except for the cover which is always a pain.
The poems are new but the themes are old. The usual, but mainly about water, what it says on the tin. Here’s what it looks like
and if you’d like to get your very own copy here are some amazon links