When my son was a toddler, I spent a week in the summer writing program offered by Naropa University. My group was instructed by Bobbie Louise Hawkins, esteemed poet and essayist. I wrote an essay under her direction but it was a little far afoot, stylistically, from the magazine and newspaper articles I was writing so I never submitted it for publication. One day, I was having lunch with Bobbie and she asked me if I had ever sent that essay in. “You really should submit it,” she said. It was a difficult essay, since it was written after the death of my mother. It had been many years since I had even thought about it, but I found it hidden deep in the recesses of my computer and sent it off to Pithead Chapel, an online literary magazine I admire. It was accepted within a couple of days. Thanks, Bobbie!
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