Hi, friends,
It’s summertime and the writing is all the sweeter. In fact, new poems, reading, and and all the writing endeavors are pushing up fireweed.
When I last blogged, it was February. Really? Really. How can that be? I had just submitted then an application for a Jenni House Residency. I hit send on Valentine’s Day evening, about a minute before deadline. I had my nose in bell hooks’ book, All About Love, and I hit send. It was dark, snowy, and even though there were still a few months left in the dumpster fire of a school year (and it was a doozy), I clearly was dreaming of warmer times ahead.
Fast forward to July, and I’m waking up in a sublet apartment in an old Cold War DEW-line station, rattling around in a kitchen that’s not mine to boil water in a pot (no kettle to be found) for Yukon blend coffee. When finished, I’ll drive into Whitehorse to Shipyards Park and open up the Chambers House for the day, first the door, then windows, and the shutters. I’ll switch on the twinkle lights, add mint and orange essential oils to the stink pot, and write. Yes, this is the Jenni House Residency that I applied for in February and was granted, and I am so grateful and giddy to be here for the month of July.
Anyway, cheers to summer, to time and space carved out just for chasing all our our wildest writing dreams. I’ll catch you on the August side!
Kersten Christianson, Poet 