Alrighty, time for an end of the month recap on all the fun and games of the past 31 days: July 2015 Edition.

First off, I’d like to say thank you to all the editors at the following 32 venues for publishing my work this month and/or accepting work to appear in forthcoming issues:

Yellow Chair Review, Revolution John, Burningword Literary Journal, The Screech Owl, Visual Verse, The Poet Community, Black Mirror Magazine, A New Ulster, Dissident Voice, Aphelion, Whispers, Dead Snakes, Social Justice Poetry, Indian Periodical, Leaves of Ink, Horror Sleaze & Trash, Medusa’s Kitchen, experiential-experimental-literature, Harbinger Asylum, Your One Phone Call, Section 8 Magazine, Ygdrasil, Peeking Cat Poetry, Indiana Voice Journal, Poetry Quarterly, Sonic Boom, Piker Press, The Fat Damsel, Rasputin, First Literary Review-East, Syzygy, and A Long Story Short.

I’ve been working like an absolute fiend this month to get the link to my blog in front of as many eyes as possible. Thankfully, the effort has proved to be quite fruitful, as this month’s metrics grew considerably on every front. Anyone who follows my blog, leaves comments, likes posts, or just stops by from time to time to check out what’s going on, I want to say a big thank you. It truly means the world to me. I’m not just whistling in the wind here without a plan…I have very big dreams for the future. Right now I’m still just trying to plant as many seeds as possible while cultivating the soil so that I can hopefully reap the harvest in a later season some years down the line. To anyone who hasn’t had the opportunity to check out 17Numa, please feel free to give it a glance here…https://17numa.wordpress.com/

I’ve also been trying to connect with as many poets as possible in the writing communities over on Twitter this month. There are around 30 different daily word prompt challenges that I’ve come across so far, and I’ve been doing my best to participate in every single one. Which is a helluva lot of Twitter verse. I’ve written at least 600 micro poems in July, and there are still a few hours left, so why stop now, eh? I’d love to connect with everyone on Twitter. If you’re so inclined, come say hello here…https://twitter.com/17Numa

OK, time to lay waste to the shameless self-promotion part of the show, and put an end to the narcissistic portion of this transmission.

Well, I might have jumped the gun… there is one last thing to mention. On a personal note, it’s now been over two months since I had a drink of alcohol. My diet is cleaner than it has been in years. I walk every day to the local park where I hammer out poetry in the woods. I jog four or five times a week in the sweltering Summer sun, pulling out toxins from a lifetime of debauchery. So, yeah, thank God, things are going smoothly at the moment. I fluxed with the chaos for awhile, but now I’m flowing with the Tao River once again. Hell, I’m so busy there’s not even time to think about how alone I am…

Selah,

Scott Thomas Outlar