I figure anybody reading here is also aware of my poetry blog, The Sonnet Project, the goal of which is to write a sonnet a day every day for a full year.

Well, fourteen poems from now, The Sonnet Project will be complete. Lord willin' and the creeks don't rise.

I'm not really planning on a big finish or anything--I might entertain ideas for a "final sonnet" subject, but if I'm not inspired to it, I'll just write the regular stuff--a short horror story in verse, some smart-ass humor, drinking songs, songs of love or lust, the travails of cubicle life, some embarrassing confession from my past, or something I haven't a category for. One thing I've learned over the course of the last year is that you can't usually force a topic--you just have to take what comes and be prepared to run with it.

But enough of that. One thing I am planning is to take a little time to reflect on what if anything I'm taking away from the whole obsessive enterprise, and that will be a lengthy post on the sonnet blog itself. Probably a few days to a week after the project is finished. Also I plan to address/consider what to do with this massive pile of work I've accribitzed over the past year. It seems a shame to just put it in a box/on a disc and shut it away. I'd like to do SOMETHING. They can't all be gems, sure, but I flatter myself that some of them maybe are.

So anyway, look forward to that. And if you need to catch up on your reading of the Poetry of Scott, head on over to The Sonnet Project and knock yourself out. And please comment on the ones you like, or don't. I love reading people reading my stuff.

And, finally, I'm hoping to read selections from The Sonnet Project at this years Pub or Perish event during the Arkansas Literary Festival. I've blogged about PoP before. A caveat, though: this year, unlike previous years, I have not been guaranteed a slot in which to read. It's getting awfully popular, and there are a lot more famous authors than me who've earned the slots by...I dunno, being published and actually read by people and critically acclaimed and shit. Pfft. What I want to know is, where were THEY when PoP was just starting, huh? How were THEY helping get it off the ground? What were THEY supporting? Where's THEIR loyalty? Were THEY up there reading a story about orange stool in front of a festival crowd just for the love of the game? Huh? WERE THEY? THIS IS NOT A RHETORICAL QUESTION.

Think about it.

So anyway, David Koon--tireless PoP organizer, immensely talented writer, distinguished film critic, biting social commentator, and all around great guy--has told me that he'll do his best to get me a spot, if the scheduled readers stick within their time limits. I know his intentions are the best, but given the experience of last year's PoP, I'm not overly optimistic. Still, I'm bringing my stuff, and if there's time, I'll be reading some of it. And you should come out anyway, to both PoP and the Festival--it's always a hoot, one way or the other.

And be watching The Sonnet Project as I versify right down to the last hurrah. Damn the torpedoes!