Apparently I stopped breathing during the seizure the other night: my face and lips were blue. That's a comforting thought, no?
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Still feeling a little rundown, tired, but otherwise fine. I even babysat yesterday and sent off a few job applications. Wish me luck on those.
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Looks like rain where I am.
About Me
- Paul
- Paul Guest is the author of four volumes of poetry and a memoir. His debut, The Resurrection of the Body and the Ruin of the World, was awarded the 2002 New Issues Poetry Prize. His second collection, Notes for My Body Double, was awarded the 2006 Prairie Schooner Book Prize. His third collection, My Index of Slightly Horrifying Knowledge, was published by Ecco Press/HarperCollins in 2008. His fourth collection, Because Everything Is Terrible, was published by Diode Editions. His poems have appeared in Harper's, The Paris Review, Poetry, Tin House, The Kenyon Review, and elsewhere. His memoir, One More Theory About Happiness, was published by Ecco in May 2010 and selected for the Barnes & Noble Discover Great New Writers Program. The recipient of a 2011 Guggenheim Fellowship and a 2007 Whiting Writers' Award, Guest lives in Charlottesville, Virginia.
5 comments:
Hello Paul,
What's this about a seizure?
Hope you are better by now and yes, of course, good luck with the job applications.
How go the book sales??
I can be reached at Colopoete@hotmail.com, new account.
Be well and be healthy.
"Tempo" fm the Slate Fray
Regarding, "Comforting, no?" Indeed: No!
Kid, that's scary stuff. Glad to know you've come out on the right side of things. You are needed.
As for rain, it's spring. It always looks like rain. Let us find no metaphors in that.
-cK
hello, paul.
best, luck.
Remember, at least you're not Joey Buttufuoco...
Get well, commander. Tell me what contests your manuscript is in so I don't waste my money...
In other words, good news is--must--be coming.
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