Ah, the day after Thanksgiving, that day of guilt and regret, when the Internet is full to the brim with “detox diet tips” … Really, the only detox diet one should engage in after Thanksgiving is detoxing the fridge of its leftovers. Thankfully (or sadly), my fridge is leftoverless, and I don’t even have to worry about making the decision to eat nothing but broccoli for the next week or to finish the last of my mother’s amazing stuffing.

I did manage to be productive in areas other than calorie consumption yesterday by finally finishing up Anne Carson’s Plainwater (the link will take you to the reader’s guide, which has some interesting questions and some hilarious questions), which further solidified Carson’s status as a poetry superhero in my mind. And today I begin to read and prepare for teaching Macbeth, which is just about The Ultimate in excitement.

Also, Google has informed me of some Emma mentions out in the web. An enormous thank you to Annogram, whose review of Edge by Edge offers the most awesome compliment imaginable: “Bolden feels as pissed off as Plath and I love that!” A Plath comparison! I am humbled! Thanks also to Incindiary Lit for their kind words on my poem in the 2007 issue of the Briar Cliff Review. And, last but very certainly not least, an enormous thanks to Kyes Stevens and the folks at the Alabama Writers’ Forum for this review of my section of Edge by Edge. It’s an honor!

And now, off to Macbeth. Tomorrow, I will attempt to drive back to Auburn as the town fills past capacity for the Iron Bowl. Perhaps I should put flags on my car as camouflage?