Comments on: The Kind of Girl Who … is probably writing a sonnet about you as we speak

By: The Kind of Girl Who … ogles 17-year-old werewolves « Not That Kind of Girl

Sun, 22 Nov 2009 23:53:05 +0000

[...] this might be an appropriate time to beamingly update you that I've now heard back from all of the poetry journals that I submitted to a few weeks ago, and announce that I was blessed with two rejections, and three acceptances! Yes! I [...]

By: Ken O

Ken O — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 09:02:00 +0000

When I read poetry, what I’m looking for is imagery that speaks to me. This therefore works.

By: That Kind of Girl

That Kind of Girl — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 05:28:44 +0000

DUDE! That is officially now my stripper name! “Ladies and gentlemen, introducing … FANCY BUKOWSKI!” Amazing.

By: Crimson Rose

Crimson Rose — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 05:10:26 +0000

Your poem reminds me a bit of Charles Bukowski, only fancier.

By: ohhayitskk

ohhayitskk — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 23:47:06 +0000

this has inspired me to send some of my own stuff off. maybe. apparently, i’m also not that kind of girl.

By: f.B

f.B — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 23:46:25 +0000

i pull something from a journal, from the dry erase board i use only for lyrics or off of a crumpled napkin almost every Friday for the blog. and it’s terrifying. every single time. so my advice is not to wait for it not to be.

all that said, i a) am excited for you, b) hope you get good news in return and c) really liked it. there are fourteen lines and it’s the last two that give such balance; such atypical symmetry.

By: Mom

Mom — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 23:19:24 +0000

Although rather mean spirited, this poem does capture the essence of my beloved child replacements. “Yours” yelps the loudest.

By: That Kind of Girl

That Kind of Girl — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 23:00:18 +0000

Ode To The Rat Dogs

Oh little beasts
with manic yaps,
I hope you’re eaten
by the cats.

SLANT RHYME! Emily Dickinson would be proud. Although she’d probably like the gross little beasties, as she was weird like that and not known for her discerning taste in dropkick dogs.

By: That Kind of Girl

That Kind of Girl — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 22:58:32 +0000

lol, yeah, I hate when people are self-deprecating, but what can I say? I think it’s just about adequate (interesting words; nobody likes sonnets) and obvi unpublishable. I’m embarrassed that I write a) poetry, and b) sonnets of all friggin’ things, so it was hard to put it out there, dude! I really don’t care what people say and would rather nobody ever read my poetry ever. Which is why I’m putting it out there. Totally NTKOG.

Plus, I’m hoping lots of editors email and absolutely ream mean about how terrible it is. I have this huge fear that if I fail in anything ever, that will mean I’m a failure. So part of this project for me is failing and failing spectacularly and that being okay.

It’s not a self-deprecation thing! It’s just a normal ol’ self-help thing!

By: Francie

Francie — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 22:51:28 +0000

Keith would be proud.