Personal notes: focus versus wide scatter

- have given notice at the seniors community. While the 2 hour commute gives me tons of time to read and hear the vast numbers of CDs I've been compulsively borrowing from the library, the commutes, plus the job, have worn me right the f*** out. My most long-term employment after Ottawa years of crap jobs and busking, and a whole year in one spot, hey, had to happen sometime. Will miss all of the lovely seniors though, especially the 4 Margarets, 4 Marys, 3 Jeans, and 2 Helens.

- have given up horrible relationships, smoking of any kind, all but ceremonial booze, and all but weekend coffee. Eating healthy for quite awhile now, I've lost my appetite for crap, and doing what you know you ought to seems to bleed over to other parts of your life. Living honestly, I suppose it could be called.

- long lost friend Gareth, a musician in Winnipeg, spontaneously touched down in Calgary a few weeks ago and visited for four intense days of surrealist walks and music. He was 17 and I was 19 when I saw him last; quite the thing to see, both of us now all growed up. Inspired to songs, indie rock/folk/country all, writing new ones in spare moments, and should finally get to record a wee demo in Winnipeg as I'm visiting between jobs. Haven't been back since leaving in 01, will be nice to see those poets again. Gareth is moving here to be my new roommate! Currently living at my cousin Sandra's condo in S.E. Calgary. With three of us there, we'll actually get Internet hooked, so I can catch up on all the blogs and essays you've been writing. (Currently only get on in short bursts at work)

- my next job is with a non-profit organization out of a big leisure centre closer to where I live, and includes a free membership. Hoping to get back into skating, early mornings before work, providing hockey players still don't like to get up that early. Also want to run in charity marathons, my new boss is a runner and can point me in the right direction. Housekeeping has buffed me up considerable.

So, finally after years of struggling: a decent job, a place to live sans crackheads or incorrigible stoners where I can actually relax, a clean bod and no ill-suited suitor. A slight sense of being settled, after umpteen moves about the country. When you're busy trying to survive, it's damn hard to get enough breath for much else. Hard work to do now and amends to make in my neglected writing life - starting immediately.

Peter F.Yacht Club Calgary submissions call

Peter F. Yacht Club, a small press poetry magazine out of Ottawa (various editors), would like to invite submissions for a Calgary-focused issue. The issue will be edited by myself, Laurie Fuhr, a former member of the writing group the magazine sprang from. Deadline for this submissions call is March 3. Please direct innovative poetry submissions on any topic to:

lauriefuhr@yahoo.ca

or by snail mail if necessary:

Peter F. Yacht Club Sails to Calgary
#15-220 Erin Mount Crescent
Calgary, AB T2B 2B2

Please feel free to circulate this call. Thank you.