
Sunday, January 27, 2008
AWAY UNTIL FEBRUARY

Sunday, January 13, 2008
WHAT I AM READING NOW

Mirror, Mirror by Gregory Maguire. I have read Wicked and Son of Witch.
Maguire's books are tasty. They pulled me out of a holiday funk and pushed me to write again. I have finished at least two chapters of a manuscript because of the inspiration that his books engendered.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
POEM OF THE MONTH

My sleep last night was troubled by a violent storm outside,
And when I work I still felt dizzy from the lingering effect of
wine ;
Anxiously I asked the maid who rolled up the bamboo curtains,
To my surprise came her reply, "The flowers are all right. "
"But that's impossible, and don't you know all would remain a scene,
Of petals fallen and leaves of their company sorrowfully deprived!"
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