I am in here.
And your day stretches out in front of you like a yard of velvet, green with the coming of autumn, and it begs for definition and boundaries. So you give it boundaries, and divide it up into its many possible classifications, each one of them building upon that which has gone before, none striking out … Continue reading so you go
Your help requested…So…. this is one that people with blogs and livejournals and fansites, and news-sites and such may want to help get the word out on. Stick it up on message boards. (But only where people who might be interested congregate.) There’s an at-short-notice SANDMAN:ENDLESS NIGHTS signing happening. It’ll be on Monday the 22nd … Continue reading getting the word out
No one came home 1. Max was in bed that morning, pressed against my feet, walking to my pillow to kiss my nose, long and lean with aqua- marine eyes, my sun prince who thought himself my lover. He was cream and golden orange, strong willed, lord of the other cats and his domain. He … Continue reading no one came home
Disgusted at the newer poets I found on the bookshelves at the store today — deliberate craziness and obfuscation. They’re trying to be obscure and flighty and too-private-for-you-to-understand. It’s all a formula, I’m convinced. But, they’d say to me, you have to write a certain way to get published. Forget that. Fads are for teenagers, … Continue reading disgusted…
white pebble 