"Wendy: Well, for a stab in the dark (???), ya done OK. Closer to Connery than Mike Myers."
She's from Colorado? I'm amazed. I am closer to Connery, although I've also been mistaken for Mike Myers when I'm feeling kind of sprockety.
This came about because I connected. When he was hired to produce a commercial for a hospital that was developing a program to help heavy drinkers reduce their intake of alcohol, a producer who'd attended one of my Boston readings remembered my poem, "Whiskey Truth."
The commercial's had remarkable success. After it ran for a couple weeks, the hospital had it's highest monthly number of inquiries ever, a record January. By February 13, inquiries had exceeded those of January '01. The power of poetry, eh!
I keep hearing about it. I guess they keep running it. I've yet to publish "Whiskey Truth," an absolutely gorgeous poem.
Shameless O'Clawson
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