My neighbor and friend gave me great news a couple of days ago. He told me that Lance Larsen is the new Utah State Poetry Laureate. It's a deserving honor for a great (and generous) writer.
Dan also brought a copy of Lance's latest book to me. I've been reading it, and loving every word.
Then something wonderful happened. For the first time in months, I want to write. I really want to write! I even got out the chapbook manuscript that I started compiling a year ago. I feel like a part of me is waking up, like I've come back to life. A piece of the sadness has been replaced with a piece of hope.
Maybe I am still the same person, and my struggles have not robbed me of my passions permanantly. Maybe I'm still me.
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