First print issue of Mud Season Review!

Imagine my pleasant surprise in checking my mailbox this afternoon and finding my contributor’s copy of Mud Season Review!

The issue–Mud Season Review‘s first print issue–is gorgeous. Volume 1 features cover art by Nance Van Winckel. It’s packed with fiction, poetry, nonfiction, art, and interviews.

Oh–and the issue includes my poem, “I Take the Son I’ll Never Have to His First Baseball Game.” I’m thrilled to have my poem appear in such a lovely literary journal!

My grateful THANK YOU to Mud Season Review Editor-in-Chief Rebecca Starks and Managing Editor Danielle Thierry and to their staff members. And thank you for a contributor’s copy!

Please read Mud Season Review and consider subscribing!

Here’s a link!

With warm regards, Andy

P.S. Press on with YOUR writing!

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New work in The Bellingham Herald

I am delighted to report that I have new work in The Bellingham Herald — in print and online formats.

Who doesn’t like limericks? Well, anyway, I have two limericks in the March 17, 2015 edition of The Bellingham Herald. Read them here. While you’re at it, read Jim Milstead’s limericks, too — they are two of my favorites.

My grateful thank you to Dean Kahn of the Herald for selecting my poems!

Subscribe to The Bellingham Herald here.

Press on with YOUR writing!

Sincerely, Andy

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The Sun is Hiring

The Sun is a fine, ad-free literary journal known for superb and deeply honest writing.

I have subscribed on-and-off for years. I recommend it highly.

Link to the current issue here.

The Sun is seeking an Associate Publisher and an Associate Editor.

(The latter–at The Sun–would be a dream job for me!)

These are full-time positions in the Chapel Hill, NC office.

If you’re qualified and interested, apply!

Here’s a link to the announcement.

With warm regards, Andy

P.S. Press on with YOUR writing OR YOUR editing!

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New Work in A Hundred Gourds

I’m delighted to have work in the new issue of A Hundred Gourds.

My thanks to Editor Lorin Ford.

Read the new issue of A Hundred Gourds here.

Press on with YOUR writing!

Cheers, Andy

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New work forthcoming in Mud Season Review

I’m delighted to report that in late 2014 I received an acceptance from Mud Season Review for my poem “I Take the Son I’ll Never Have to His First Baseball Game.” Editor-in-Chief Rebecca Starks sent me a wonderful email that had me nearly levitating. My grateful thanks to Rebecca Starks and her staff.

This is one of my personal favorite poems, and I’m looking forward to receiving my copy of the issue my poem appears in–the first print issue!

The fourth electronic issue of Mud Season Review was released on December 20, 2014. Read it here.

Subscribe to Mud Season Review!

Press on with YOUR writing in 2015!

Sincerely, Andy

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“I Love My City in Snow”

This is a video of me reading my poem “I Love My City in Snow.”

My poem was one of the 2014 Sue C. Boynton Poetry Contest Walk Award winners.

Watch the video here.

With gratitude to the judges and to the Sue C. Boynton Poetry Contest committee,

Andy

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On a Day like This

Inspired by lines from Mother Teresa

Exclaim over a day like this, with its high, thin
clouds feathering sky over cerulean sea. Wonder
at seeing over distances so vast. Marvel at its
warming from a slight chill.

Even on a day like this the day (and everything)
can be shattered into millions of pieces,
and the incomprehensible can manifest and destroy
whatever or all we hold close.

Destruction can be capricious and vast
and overpowering. Loss and sorrow can descend
and weigh so heavily that even breathing
can now seem impossible.

What we live for can die… Live anyway.
What we hope for can be denied… Hope anyway.
What we build can be destroyed… Build anyway.
What we love can be taken away… Love anyway.

Exclaim over all days. Welcome this day.
Live. Give thanks. Cherish and remember.
Hope. Volunteer. Help someone. Offer hugs.
Build. Love. Tell those you love you love them.

On a day like this be fearless and loving.

~*~

Andrew Shattuck McBride
September 5, 2011

~*~

I wrote this poem three years ago. Blessings to the memory of all those we lost.

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