Most of the manuscripts that come my way in the capacity of editor / jack of all trades at Vocamus Press do not make enjoyable reading. Many of them have merit in their own way but aren’t of much interest to me personally. Others are just not very good by any standard.
Today, however, was a good day. I read two manuscripts of poetry, one each from a couple I’ve just recently met, and both books were wonderful. I was pages into the first before I found a line that didn’t ring true. The second did things with a poetic conversation that I have never seen before.
Days like this make all the other ones worthwhile.