Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Virtual Blog Tour

Life has been a bit hectic for me, and so this post is a little later than it was supposed to be. I'm taking part in a "Virtual Blog Tour". Unfortunately, none of the people I invited responded to my invite, so I just decided to go ahead and post it anyway. Perhaps someone will read this and discover that I actually have a blog. I was invited by my friend Kendall, who happens to be a poet that I like a lot, as well. I described his poetry to a friend of mine as "heartbreaking". I say that because it's filled with a lot of sadness, pain and desolation. He does it well and without any pretense or manufactured emotion. There is never anything clinical about his work and that's why I love it. It's honest and direct. I could point you to many different poems he's had published online, but you'd be better off picking up one of his chapbooks. Here is a little more about him:

Kendall A. Bell's poetry has been widely published in print and online, most recently in First Literary Review-East and Drown In My Own Fears. He was nominated for Sundress Publications' Best of the Net collection in 2007, 2009, 2011, 2012 and 2013. He is the author of fifteen chapbooks. His most recent chapbook is "Be Mine". He is the founder and co-editor of the online journal Chantarelle's Notebook and the publisher/editor of Maverick Duck Press. His website is and his chapbooks are available through He lives in Riverside, New Jersey.

The other part of this are four questions that I'm supposed to answer, and here they are.

1. What am I currently working on?
I'm currently working on a new chapbook manuscript. At first, it was going to be very different from my previous work. Instead, it seems awfully familiar. I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing, but it simply is. I also participated in two Poem-a-day challenges this year, so I'm feeling pretty good about myself as a poet. For now.

2. How does my work differ from others of its genre?

Does anyone's work really differ? I think you can find hints of other poets in every poet, to be honest. My style is very confessional. I branch out on occasion, but I'm starting to embrace the fact that what I write comes from deep within me and I shouldn't care if it's personal. These are my babies. This is who I am. I think the reader gets a pretty solid sense of my personality when they read my poems.

3. Why do I write/create what I do?

Why? There's always a "why", isn't there? Let's put it this way. I tried to stop writing once or twice. I couldn't shut off what was in my head and what needed to come out. I'm a creative spirit and I need to be able to channel that. I'm also a very guarded person, so what comes out in my poems will not necessarily be something that I'd speak about to you or anyone else, dear reader. I can hide behind my words. I can lay everything out on the table. You will know me more intimately through my poems than I could ever tell you in person or in casual online chatter.

4. How does your writing/creating process work?

It's pretty simple, really. At different points through the day, I will write things down. Many of those things become poems. I could be surfing the internet lazily and then BAM!, a poem shows up. I do have a few things I like to have with me if I'm home. I'm obsessed with pink things and I have a pink mug. It is on my desk right now. It doesn't matter if it's empty or full. It has to be there. I have post-it notes everywhere. I go through a painstakingly long editing process, too. At the end of the day, I hope that what I put out there means something to someone, that some other girl or boy reads my poems and nods their head knowing that feeling I'm trying to get across. It's the best I can hope for.

Thanks for indulging me. :) I hope you stop by more often, and I hope to have more to say. 

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Dusting the cobwebs

I'm reviving my blog in the name of National Poetry Month. It never really left. I just ignored her for some time. I am doing the poem-a-day challenge. I haven't in a while and I've never completed the month before, so hopefully I'll be inspired enough to finish. I really want to. I am posting here and trying to stretch the rather pedestrian prompts into something a little more interesting. Wish me luck.

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Something I've been kicking around

Reflections on missing things

How can a girl survive a heart attack
and not have a heightened sense of
everything? The smell of evening is
a thick cloud of burnt wood.
Every light bulb pierces the cornea,
every taste bud explodes. How can
a girl with no feet, one leg and
two missing hands wake up in the
morning and eat her breakfast? Brush
her teeth, use eyeliner, get off?
How can a girl that hangs herself in
her closet feel the weight's release?

Saturday, February 9, 2013

I think it's about time to revive this blog. I'm ready to push a little harder and try the April poem a day challenge. Hopefully, life won't get in the way too much. I've been very reflective lately. I've been thinking a lot about loss: the loss of my sister, the loss of friends, the loss of, well, innocence, as cliche as that sounds. I think there's a lot to write about. I think the world is at a strange little crossroads where no one is really sure what to do, how to react and how things are going to turn out. It's alternately frightening and exhilarating. I hope I can make some sense of it in my head and in my words. Time will tell.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Caffeine kisses and long sleeves. That is the name of my chapbook.

I've decided to start this blog anew and delete all previous posts. I'm making this more of a poetry blog now. Since relocating to MN, I've found a peace inside. Of course, almost dying helped to recenter myself, as well. Anyway, I have a chapbook out now. It is my first and the poems in it reflect a time that is behind me now. Now that I've released the poems into a collection and reflected on them, I can effectively let them go. They helped to shape that time period and reflected who I was then. Everything I write now will be entirely different. You can get my chapbook here. So hello again, world. I'm Taylor and I'm finally discovering who I really am. Be gentle.