Yesterday I went to the Free Verse Poetry Book Fair and came home with:
One free notebook – thank you, Poetry School!
Two bookmarks
Three business cards
Three anthologies, including the free, chunky, Free Verse Poetry Book Fair anthology
Four collections
Nine free postcards
Ten pamphlets, including the full set of four Telltale Press pamphlets for a super-duper bargain price of £10.00
Assorted leaflets and flyers
One paper carrier bag with a broken handle
My head buzzing with conversations and possibilities
The word ‘budget’ devoid of meaning

When I spread out my spoils on the bed this morning I felt slightly queasy. I think that’s called a poetry hangover. Nothing that a little light reading won’t cure.