I am in here.
Easter arrives cold and gray, just like it usually does around these parts. I figure that the weather is here to spite the fact that at least one of my daffodils has bloomed, and my friend up the street’s orange crocuses are in full flower. Nevertheless, spring is officially here now, with Easter, according to … Continue reading Spring and Easter at last
Irish and confused … Confused: I found this label in my apartment’s laundry room, in a garbage can, stuck to an empty beer case. Now playing on iTunes: If Only from the album “Drastic Fantastic” by KT Tunstall
This morning: rain again. All over Cincinnati. It’s a little overwhelming now, as I prepare myself to lead another Wednesday book group at the Mercantile Library. Have amassed many great globs of raw research inspired by The Confusion. Way too many more globs exist, and I’d have to rewrite the whole novel to get them … Continue reading I hate the rain
“The Confusion (The Baroque Cycle, Vol. 2)” (Neal Stephenson)
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