I have NEWS

Hi. I hope you’re OK.

A few bits and pieces I would like to share with you.


First of all, Ghost City Press every summer – since 2016? have published a series of chapbooks by a variety of writers that are completely free, with the option to donate however much you like to the author, and all you need to do is signup here and they will send a chap directly to your inbox Monday to Friday. It is from now until September. It’s a great way to find new writers to read.

 


Post Ghost press have stocked up their Etsy shop with new stickers and zines. I haven’t purchased anything from them yet, but I do like what I see and I will have to buy from them ASAP.


One of my favourite publishers Fly on the Wall Press have now put up their new magazine issue for pre-order. The theme of this issue is food (yum) and they have been putting on their YouTube – videos of the writers performing their work. I am super excited to announce my poem Dinner is in this issue. It’s a poem about sieves and bubbles. Get pre-ordering here.

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image credit Fly on the Wall poetry

That’s all for now. Thank you for reading.


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Making changes


made a banging Shepherd’s pie the other day. i was thinking how a year & a bit ago i wouldn’t have gone near the kitchen. my bf would make dinner or it would be sandwiches or a takeaway (i used to eat way too much fried chicken) bk then i was struggling to have the confidence to make scrambled eggs. what’s changed other than my realising i needed to make changes to be health -ier & making the effort, even when i wanted to run for the hills, far far away from the kitchen. the kitchen where i was probably making too many mistakes & getting measurements wrong & thinking this is going to taste like crap & why do i bother & this is stupid. then i started looking at recipes & thinking maybe, maybe. then it was omlettes. i love eating omlettes when i’m in Portugal & bk home even my bf was stumped at how you make them. my early omlettes was fucking awful. i mean how you can fuck up cooking a few eggs, who knows. eggs do their own thing anyway, most of the time. now i’m cooking things that have more than two ingredients to keep an eye on & have less basic instructions to ’em. i don’t know what im meant to deduce from this, apart from –


✴️ habits are hard to start & require patience at first ✴️ you don’t have to believe in yourself  to start, you need the desire & whatnot ✴️ my anxiety tells me a lot of bs ✴️ some activities like cooking are what they are & you can be in the present moment & not be looking too far ahead  or too far bk ✴️ fucking up can be fun, it isn’t the end of the world ✴️ if you want to do something, do it & don’t be looking for someone else’s approval


written by Kate @k_lpoetry


p.s if you’re looking for a new read, 12  micro-poems in Pocket Poems from my Payhip store