Came here for an exclusive report but I don’t have much to say. I’m up on a Sunday, am feeling particularly low, don’t have new poems, don’t feel much like practicing guitar. Just here. Wishing I wasn’t.
The cat is sitting with me.
If I wanted relief, I’d ask for it. I’m not. I just want this to end.
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T
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Sunday report 10/6/2024
Just a note
I’m really looking for a handful of folks to add some funds to our accounts here.
You don’t have to add much — just five people adding a dollar each to their accounts equals $12.00 a year — which further gets reduced to a mere $10 a year, according to the crazy math they use here on Patreon.
If you want to do more, of course, that’s entirely up to you. But with my current level of impairment thanks to my strokes, I will not ask for more.
Please take a look at it and give if you can. My personal income has come way down since I got ill and while I think it’s temporary, it is still significant. You doing this will help.
Thanks in advance. The info is available on my Patreon page.
Onward,
T
Sunday, 9/8/2024
Hi all — I’ll keep this brief.
Thank you for you requests to get “…Roses” from me. Still have only heard a couple of comments back. Feel free to post them online.
Would any of you be interested in becoming a paid member? I have 77 members, all but four of them paid. I’d like to get it above 80 paid members at the low price of just $1 a month. Get in touch with me for more information.
Thanks, I hope to be back with more information soon. And more poems, of course.
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onward,
T
Last post, for everyone — 9/1/2024
Hello —
Well, it’s the first of September, 2024 — and I have a couple of things to say.
First, a thank you to any and all of you who contributed a thought or a comment during the last couple of months. They were stressful; you helped me through.
Second, I’ve suspended sending out copies of my latest chapbook, “Incredible Roses.” Only four people asked for it; that is not many. If you asked for it and didn’t get it, my apologies; get in touch with me and I’ll make sure you do.
Third — and most of the point — I am more or less suspending the Work for a time in order to focus on dealing with the various issues I continue to have.
As should be clear, I’ve had two or three (the doctors can’t decide) strokes since 3-20-2024. While they were relatively minor, they are still having a profound impact on my daily regimen.
My memory lapses are the most difficult area to deal with, and emotionally I’m not regulated correctly. While my walking and talking are OK, I’m not fit to be back at work and I am dealing with that and the subsequent daily issues that have sprung from it.
I need to focus on these issues for a while.
I’ll continue to post poems now and then — it’s good for my soul. And I’ll still comment on them and respond to yours. The Work will continue. I hope to return to it full-bore someday, hopefully soon.
Thank you for your time. Please feel free to respond as you will.
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Onward.
Tony
September 1, 2024
Just a note
If you are interested, the new book is $5.00.
Contact me at tony.w.brown@gmail.com for more info.
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Onward,
T
Monday report, 7/26/2024
Hello all —
Couple of things.
1.
The chapbook for “Incredible Roses” has been out for a week; I’ve received three requests for it. $5 didn’t seem like a lot, but perhaps it is. I’ll leave it up for another week and then pull it down.
2.
At the end of the month (August 2024) I’ll severely curtail posting new poems here. Maybe one or two a week; Sunday will remain as a guidepost to only send a poem to registered members.
I need to get hunkered down on my recovery from the strokes. Overall, the recovery has gone well, but in the last few weeks I’ve slowed and even slipped back a bit. Going to take a long while. I hope to be back sooner rather than later, but…
Hope you are well enough. Please get in touch with me if you have any questions.
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onward,
T
Sunday post, 8/18/2024
Sorry, but I won’t be posting any new poems today; maybe not tomorrow either.
Too much going in my head to do this.
I am sorry — I hate thinking I might be done with this. But I might be.
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onward…maybe,
T
Book is done
I added one more poem. There is a collection of tweve poems done, with a table of contents, an opening letter, and a title for the moment.
Still needs a cover…thoughts?
I’m exhausted.
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onward,
T
Six poems in
to the book. I am exhausted.
I want to include 12-15. Plus a word of explanation, longer than normal.
Add in a table of contents and a cover…oi.
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Again…any thoughts or requests?
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Onward,
T
Sunday — er, Monday exclusive post, 8/5/2024
Sorry there was no post yesterday — I had a rough day and found it necessary to take a couple of days off.
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I ended the first attempt at running a paid promotional post after a week. As expected, I got a significant number of posts seen (over 40K) and liked (29). Only one got a response from anyone and it was, um, nice but not particularly useful re corrections, etc. to a poem.
I won’t be doing one again anytime soon.
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If you want to join up as a commenter you may join for free on Patreon. It allows you to see and comment on posts that I mark as wanting them — I haven’t done it since the Strokes but may start again sporadically. Who knows…?
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I think I’m done for the day. Thanks for reading. More poems to come.
onward,
T
It’s hard for me
to add a new post here.
I do the ones that go along with the poems, of course. That’s a given. And as such, it’s a pretty much reflexive process; it requires a little effort, but it becomes easier with time.
But things like this, that just tag along with a slow lope connected to a prose piece, are hard as hell.
For instance — I wanted to write a piece about WERS in Boston. I wanted to talk about a piece related to Lyle Lovett’s “If I Had A Boat” and tie it into how I felt near-tears in writing about it, about how writing an appreciation piece for the cleverness and difficulty of the song had become so difficult in the wake of the strokes…
and then it was gone. This doesn’t come close to it.
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I don’t know how you would formally express thanks on this format. Seventy-four or five of you are formally signed up to do so, but I lose the thread quickly in explaining it. I’m sorry.
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That’s it for now.
onward,
T
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