{"id":3574,"date":"2025-09-08T03:05:17","date_gmt":"2025-09-08T03:05:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=3574"},"modified":"2025-09-08T03:06:01","modified_gmt":"2025-09-08T03:06:01","slug":"diaspora-of-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=3574","title":{"rendered":"Diaspora of Things"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n

My chapbook, \u201cDiaspora of Things,\u201d<\/em> will be coming out in a few weeks.\u00a0\u00a0It\u2019s been a while since my last brush with the publishing world. Poets warned that I wouldn\u2019t have much control. It would be the equivalent of \u201cmaking a birth plan\u201d \u2013 we know how that works out!
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The one thing I would have full control over: self-promotion and marketing.\u00a0\u00a0Ugh.\u00a0\u00a0For someone who entertains highbrow ideas such as \u201cwhat is the self?\u201d and \u201cdoes the self even exist?\u201d\u00a0– that\u2019s a curious mode.\u00a0\u00a0But I went about it in a workaday way, emailing contacts and writing draft after draft about myself and the appeal of my work. Getting a slew of pre-orders and organizing email lists and making graphics with ground zero of experience.\u00a0\u00a0
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Oh, little self in a big chair.\u00a0\u00a0One day in this glorious phase of book publishing, the brain got tired, the energy dried up and I got stuck in a weird paralysis about the simplest of announcements.
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Child\u2019s play to some, it had to be done, it couldn\u2019t be done.\u00a0\u00a0The swirling began.\u00a0\u00a0Cloudy, impenetrable thoughts hovered for hours (in retrospect, like a poem) before a figure came from the shadows: a younger self.\u00a0\u00a0Of course she would show up!\u00a0\u00a0Self-conscious, defiantly private.\u00a0\u00a0Mortally conflicted about bragging and showing off.\u00a0\u00a0I\u2019d thought the anxieties of that introvert had been talked through ad nauseum.\u00a0\u00a0Placate her and give the girl a lollipop!<\/em>
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But of course, selves don\u2019t disappear, they crouch and get layered and hang behind other selves.\u00a0\u00a0This shouldn\u2019t have been strange to me as \u201cDiaspora of Things\u201d<\/em> revolves around these very themes. Narratively the book is about the dismantling of a family home and negotiating of relationships, it also understands the self as one of those things which is unfixed, wavering as it undergoes experiences, part of a larger ecosystem of things possessed and dispossessed.\u00a0\u00a0As the speaker assesses, she is re-assessed; as she feels, she is felt.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
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Liberations happen; worlds open and flutter and evolve, carrying along their traces.\u00a0\u00a0So the book continues to evolve past its fixed state.\u00a0\u00a0Fresh voices arise.\u00a0\u00a0Oh, and by the way: \u201cDiaspora of Things\u201d<\/em> will be launched in a few weeks.\u00a0\u00a0Check it out!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Diaspora of Things, <\/em>Finishing Line Press, https:\/\/www.finishinglinepress.com<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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