Dawn Olmo

I have five girls. FIVE GIRLS. So, I think I’m losing my mind. I’ve been really busy lately, and unable to write much, but my mind is bursting with wanting to.

I am teaching English 101 as a Graduate student at EWU, while working on my Master’s degree in Rhetoric and Technical Communication.

I’ve had a few poems published in nondescript, dirty little lit journals, but tend to stop submitting poetry after a few are rejected. I get angry. What do they know, anyway? I think. They just don’t like it because it is understandable.

I’d love to work as an editor somewhere, as long as it made some money. My dream is to work in a publishing house. One of my dreams, anyway. I’d also love to be published in a paying market, or finish at least one book and try to sell it. Won’t be a literary wonder–I tend to get bored reading those, but love diving into a romance–it will be a romance or a fantasy or something of that sort. But to be the one to introduce new authors and their visions to the world? Ahh, that would be heavenly. Plus, I firmly believe that editors, though a dying breed, are widely necessary. I’m so sick of all the mistakes I find in my books. Just one read through would have found many of them.

The the should never appear in print.