Friday, February 24, 2006

Grindstone

This is a weekend for certain artists to quietly pound away at multiple projects, though I will try to post a photo or two, here and there.

Now is also a good time for RRNN to check in. Emails are going awry and verses beg to be written.


I got a glimpse of the Strange Birds chapbook last night. I like what I saw. Gene Wolfe can write sweetness and light. Gene Wolfe can travel to very dark places. He says I sent him, this time.

2 comments:

ravyn said...

BTW - my mom told me tonight that "Poe's mail-order bride" arrived today :-)

Really_Rather_Not_Nice said...

The mistress calls; demands I write:
And so I labor, day and night.
With pages piled, and stacked on high,
I crouch and wait, for her reply.

For Death, or Midnight; Scottish Isle,
I hope to win a laugh or smile.