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Well, I just booked a room in Denver, and airfare is next on the list.

And, resulting from a friendly reminder from Matt Bell, I just subscribed to Conjunctions and also ordered Issue 50. 

I also ordered Kristina Born's One Hour of Television from Year of the Liquidator. Have you?

Black Warrior Review announces guidelines and all that. For more information, go to Rauan Klassnik's blog, Holy Land.

I also wanted to take a few minutes to share some love, Dogzplot style. Among my favorites in this anthology from 2009 contributors, in alphabetical order:

Corby Anderson's "A Lake Is Born"

• "The bird was an emu, and it was the least of my problems."

Lydia Copeland's "His Hair Smells Like Coconuts"

• "In the morning our town glows with yellow snowflakes and window displays."

Drew Kalbach's "22."

• "She twisted some yarn into rope and tied her teeth to mine."

Charles Lennox's "First Kiss Lips"

• "Said she had lips like sliced Fuji apples and her taste was the same."

Sean Lovelace's "Prayer #3"

• "That X is sleeping with Y. While I sleep with Z. Z being the gravel that lines the birdfeeder so the weeds don't grow."

Kim Parko's "Mouth"

• "As we climbed out of the rug's mouth, we looked back to see its lips dry and pucker."

Sam Pink's "Let's Go on a Date with Each Other You Silly Doo Doo Head"

• "And I will comb your hair with the stem of a rose."

Edmund Sandoval's "Kimchi"

• "She forks some up for me, reddish strands of cabbage and daikon, entire cloves of mushy garlic, withered chilis."

Audri Sousa's "This Is Not About Loneliness"

• " . . . this is about words like orange peels cut and curled into water this is about feeling music as sex with eyes closed and seeing with fists closed and receiving transmissions with elbows poised to renounce your gods this is about touching the oversoul behind pupils wet with their own . . . "

Robb Todd's "Yeah Yeah I Will I Promise"

• "You're not a whore, but I'd like to . . . " 

And Blythe Winslow's "There's No Telling"

• " . . . this is just to say that you're only sixteen and life feels just about as large and inexplicable as the small eye-expression of a killer whale in a tank at Sea World. See, world, this is you . . . "

Way to go, Barry Graham, on a fantastic anthology. If you don't already have one, get thee to the Dogzplot site, where you can order the antho (see it? Top right corner, under the banner)!