MS City to Shore bicycle charity ride

I will be participating in the 2007 City to Shore MS Bike Tour to help the 11,000 local people living with this devastating disease. Every hour of every day, another American is diagnosed with MS — we need to take action now to help the growing number of people affected by this disease.

Today, there is no cure for MS, but we’re fighting to change that. This is why I am writing to you: I need your help and support. Click here to get to my personal page and make a secure, online donation. Any donation, small or large, will help.

You will be pleased to know that the National MS Society is the leading provider of programs for people with MS and their families. The Society also invests more money into MS research than any national voluntary health organization in the world.

Each one of us can help create a World Free of MS. Volunteer. Advocate. Educate. Donate. Participate. Join the Movement.

P.S. If you would like more information about the National Multiple Sclerosis Society, how proceeds from the MS Bike Tour are used, or the other ways you can get involved in the fight against MS, please visit nationalmssociety.org.

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Back to the book

Finally, I started work on the novel again. It’s been two and a half weeks and I was appalled at how much detail I’d forgotten. I had to reread everything in order to get back into the characters and pick up the story. The good thing about this is that the novel is better than I thought. I haven’t been allowing myself to read over anything because I like revising so much better than writing the first draft; it’s very easy for me to get stuck on fixing one or two sentences for an hour, but then I’d never get any of the rest of the novel done. What this means, though, is that I was afraid that what I’d written so far was terrible, and because I wouldn’t let myself read through it I had no way to tell until today.

The bad news is that I only got four pages done. This is because I was putting the finishing touches on Autumn Sky Poetry so I could send out the DRAFT to my contributors. And also I had to clean the bathroom. During which I cut my finger. This made typing very painful, so I had to go slower. Thus: four pages instead of fifteen. Oh well. That’s it for today. Gotta get a bicycle ride in before I go insane. It’s been two days and already my legs are freaking out from the inaction.

Poem Sparks in the Philadelphia Inquirer

To my surprise, a columnist (Katie Haegele) from the Philadelphia Inquirer contacted me about the poem sparks I’ve been writing for Poets.org. Next thing I knew, there’s an article about them in the newspaper! Very cool. Check it out:

Her forum seeks to spark poetry, introduce poets’ to others work

From the article:

“Hmm.

I did some online searching and found a number of poetry Web sites, many with participatory forums. The one actually using the term Poem Spark was the discussion forum of Poets.org, the Web site of the Academy of American Poets.

The forum’s administrator is Christine Klocek-Lim, a poet and photographer who lives in northeastern Pennsylvania. At the time she joined the forum as a volunteer moderator in 2005, it offered things like listings of conferences and grants and a workshop in which writers post their work for critique by other participants.

“After looking at some other online workshops, I realized that many of them had exercises that they used to prompt the writing of new poems,” said Klocek-Lim. She wanted to add a feature like that, but didn’t want to use the term “exercise.”

So the Poem Spark was born.”

MiPOesias – Best of Cafe’ Cafe’


One of my poems is in the print anthology of MiPOesias called the Best of Cafe Cafe, Summer 2007. It is 47 pages and sells for $6.99 on Lulu.com.

Also in the anthology: AnnMarie Eldon, Alexander Dickow, Amy King, Birdie Jaworski, Pearl Pirie, Diego Quiros, Edward Nudelman, Elvie Shockley, Jennifer Bredl, Jim Knowles, Jordan Stempleman, Laurel K Dodge, Letitia Trent, Michelle M Buchanan, Rathanak Michael Keo, Rick Mullin, Rus Bowden and Terry Lucas.

The pornography of despair

She begins each poem with tears. Like the end
of a conversation where you have learned
someone has died, the words leave you empty.
Because she thinks her spirit has done the cruelest
thing, leaving her hollow and sad, she has accepted
the loneliness the way one accepts all tragedy: stoic
and bitter, both. Memory stretches inside her thoughts
but she pushes those voices away. They are the enemy
and she will not speak to them. She is hungry but instead
of food she eats medication. Refuses to look for peace.
All things are in flux around her because her vision
trembles in this grim atmosphere. The lack of permanence
frightening. She denies herself the small joys and will not
read about how the last bus stopped just in time
on the dark road, missing the fawn fixed at the side
in the light of the high beams. The lack of death
is so disconcerting that her poem bleeds words
into empty space, the lines filled eventually
with strange and unreadable symbols. Sorrow
repeated over and over until the voice of the poem
flickers quietly into silence, the comfort of loss
her only meaningful companion.

Β© 2007 Christine Klocek-Lim