Welcome to “In the Mid-Hours”

Surprise!!! I have a book coming out! In the Mid-Hours will be out late October (think the last week in October) and as we get closer and closer, I get more and more excited. But I’ve realized I haven’t really talked much about my poetry collection since announcing it back in 2020 (thanks, covid.) That all changes today, though!

It’s time to talk books, more specifically, In the Mid-Hours, or ITMH for short.

I wrote ITMH back in 2018/2019 and had actually planned to self-publish it the summer of 2020, but I ended up submitting and getting accepted to have my book published by a small press. From there, we worked together to design a really beautiful cover and were set to keep my origainl release date. That was, until, the pandemic hit us all and the collection was pushed back a few months, and then a whole year. It’s safe to say I’m just as relieved as I am excited to get this book off my laptop and out into the hands of the world.

As I mentioned before, I wrote the majority of the poems back in 2018 into 2019, and alot has changed since then. I was in the middle of coming out of a phsyciatric ward, starting a court case, and planning a trip to see my now ex-partner. My emotions were high and scattered and I was at a point in my life where I only knew two things: how to love and how to hold anger in the palms of my hands. These are the same emotions that shaped In the Mid-Hours, the same emotions that I no longer feel I hold so tightly now.

If you were to pick up a copy of ITMH, what can you expect?

Love.

Hurt.

Healing.

Anger.

Everything I wanted to shout out at the world, I wrote down. Letters to people that I’ll never send. Feelings I knew I wouldn’t feel after the sun rose. The fury in my bones that eventually would evaporate off my skin whether that be in days, or months, or even years later. ITMH holds the thoughts I held within my self in the dark when the stars were out, the thoughts I let slip through my fingers when the sun was high in the sky, and all the thoughts that lay in between.

And I cannot wait to share them all with you.

Published by Robin

Poetry author from Pennsylvania

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