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I want to take a second to suggest to everyone that they send some work out. Since I've had some time off from working, I've been on a major rampage submitting to journals and book contests. This has led to a lot of rejection, and I'm happy to share with you, some success!

Thanks to Cider Press Review, Puerto del Sol, and Gulf Coast , and Pebble Lake Review for my recent acceptances.

Thanks also to the Cider Press Review Book Award for naming my manuscript, Mystery School, a finalist in their 2008 Book Prize.

To read the poems, here's a link to the magazines.

http://www.puertodelsol.org/current.html Look for "Trojan Horse," in Spring 2009.

http://www.ciderpressreview.com/archive/volume9/index.php Look for "Love Poem," and "Museum," in Volume 10, Spring 2009.

http://www.gulfcoastmag.org/index.php?n=2 Look for "Apocalypse," in Fall 2009.

http://pebblelakereview.com/Look for "Pescadita," in the Health and Illness issue due out in May.
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