I was informed this week a poem of mine, or two, has been accepted for publication in various places online and in print.

"Never Second Best"  has been accepted for the June 2007 Issue of The Blue Fog Journal.

"Hidden Rose" was added to Lost Beat Poetry blogspot.

I'll keep all informed of the latest news as it comes.

I thought I might pass this on to those of you who write poetry and fiction.

Cryptopedia. Payscale for Short Fiction: Token to Semi-Pro. Payscale for Poetry: Unknown.

 From the publisher: "From the folks who brought you The Cryptopedia: A Dictionary of the Weird, Strange & Downright Bizarre (Citadel Books, August 2007) comes a new online magazine of horror fiction, fact, art, comics, news, interviews, reviews and more. Each issue of Cryptopedia Magazine will feature unearthed fiction from the likes of Ramsey Campbell, Jack Ketchum, and others in addition to bloody great new stories by promising up and comers in the horror business. We invite all to be become part of the Cryptopedia experience, whether as a subscriber or contributing author or artist."

http://www.cryptopediamagazine.com/subs.htm

Also,  See page 5 for my books ad and check out the other great stuff in the magazine.

http://www.mels-attic.com/good/mayissue.pdf

Here is something I wrote a while back when my kids was little'n's.

Mum's note to her dear ones

To my children. This is for you.

You need to know some things about the woman you call your mom.
One day when I am old and gray,
 or here no longer .
You will read this,
 and know of the woman you called mom.

Yes I know you think you know me,
 because you have been with me all your life.
 But my sweet children,
 I have been more then a mother and a wife.

Although these things have been important and nothing is greater to me in my life.
Then being your mommy and someone’s wife.

In time and over time,
you may find,
things about me,
 you would not
believe I have done.
All I ask is when you hear things,
 you will not shutter and shun me,
 as others have done.

 But know I am and was,
but a woman,
 and your ever loving mum.

My history could be called a tattered and torn one,
 to some.
It could be a reckless one to others.
An even yet to others it might be consider an adventures driven one.
No matter what is viewed.
An what it has become.
Know in your heart of hearts I have loved you all,
 more then anything
else I have,
 or have not done.

I will admit to you,
that I'm not proud of many things that has been,
 or
hadn't been.

I have sinned as many humans have,
 yet one thing is without a doubt.
 The most proud and honest of all things in my life.
 Which is that,
 if I had not been your mama.
 I sure would have never been anyone.

So as you learn about your mom and your friend.
 In the days to come.
Do not judge me to harshly,
 or disown me for what was.
Just remember,
 your mother loves you,
 more then any,
 but maybe one.
An that would be the creator of all that was here and yet to come.