{"id":45552,"date":"2019-06-19T08:00:49","date_gmt":"2019-06-19T12:00:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=45552"},"modified":"2019-06-19T08:03:17","modified_gmt":"2019-06-19T12:03:17","slug":"greetings-fellow-maniacs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/greetings-fellow-maniacs\/","title":{"rendered":"Greetings, Fellow Maniacs!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My name is Veronica.<br \/>\nIn 1999 my first poem was published in a broadside by Kent State University and I was awarded a $2,500 scholarship for continuing studies.<br \/>\nDue to a nasty experience with a shady professor, my poetry didn&#8217;t see the light of day until fairly recently, when I shared a poem to a public poetry page on facebook.<br \/>\nUnbelievably, within 1 hour I was contacted by a credible editor, who requested 15 of my poems for an upcoming Anthology. I didn&#8217;t even have to submit.<br \/>\nSo, 2 years ago I was published again.<br \/>\nAlas, though I appreciated the credit, this, too became a sour experience and one I regretted, for various reasons.<br \/>\nPoint is I haven&#8217;t written a word since.<br \/>\nI am suffering a wicked writer&#8217;s block the likes of which I haven&#8217;t experienced since the late 1990&#8217;s.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m an old, bitter bitch these days, wondering if I can even call myself a poet anymore.<br \/>\nSo I decided to Go Big or Go Home and sign up for this batshit marathon.<br \/>\nIf I indeed complete 24 poems in 24 hours I will proudly retain my title.<br \/>\nIf I fail, I will be Veronica, former poet and current Identity Crisis Sufferer.<br \/>\nNeedless to say, I would like to continue to identify as a poet.<br \/>\nThis challenge is ludicrous enough for even me, a well-documented legit maniac.<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll sleep when I&#8217;m dead, and in 3 days I&#8217;ll write 24 poems in 24 hours (because the half-marathon is for wimps) even if I have to submit 24 bad haikus. And, believe me, I write some REALLY bad haikus. They are a last resort.<br \/>\n24 poems in 24 hours or I am hanging up my hat.<br \/>\nI would really like to continue to be a poet, if I can, so wish me luck.<br \/>\nLike I said, I am a legit lunatic and this marathon seems like the next logical step in my midlife crisis.<br \/>\nI am a former bartender and current weirdo residing in Kent, Ohio with dreams of making enough poet-cash to move back to the East Coast of Maryland, which I never should have left, much like my pens and notebooks.<br \/>\nMy basic strategy for success is to make sure I&#8217;m good and manic at 9am EST on the 22nd.<br \/>\nNot exactly sure how to achieve that, but haven&#8217;t ruled out illicit substances  (kidding) or contacting and shacking up with my evil (and GORGEOUS) ex (not kidding).<br \/>\nPoetOrNot?<br \/>\nFind out the answer when I do, at 9am June 23rd.<br \/>\nBest of luck,<br \/>\nWe&#8217;re all crazy,<br \/>\nBest,<br \/>\nVeronica Falletta <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My name is Veronica. In 1999 my first poem was published in a broadside by Kent State University and I was awarded a $2,500 scholarship for continuing studies. Due to a nasty experience with a shady professor, my poetry didn&#8217;t see the light of day&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1269,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-45552","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-introductions","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45552","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1269"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=45552"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45552\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":45554,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45552\/revisions\/45554"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=45552"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=45552"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=45552"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}