lecture + romantic + poetry

there is a stack of books, heaped so high as to be a menace. they reach to just below my hip, unless i'm forearmed with thick-soled shoes.   they contain poems, some more romantic than their companions. others cling to the soul, magically bound to the mind, staying on.   i could lecture you on… Continue reading lecture + romantic + poetry

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amused + capers + irate

seventeen chapters through, and the doorbell goes off: almost irate now.   tall stack of books by the bed keep you amused at any time of day.   various capers run through the pages, until the book is closed; done.

carry (400)

the books are heavy, stacked awkwardly into her arms and balanced somewhere at mid-neck. she holds them stiffly, balancing her body into tiny steps and if she moves her arm she's sure her elbow will crack. she carries a tote bag that once had been looped over her shoulder, though the straps gave up the fight… Continue reading carry (400)

Interlude: Faux Landlords, Studying the Universe

The books began arriving in late May, for no apparent reason. They were always hand-delivered, as far as I could tell - there was nothing to indicate that they had been shipped, and every one of them was wrapped in plastic bags, plastic boxing. Anything, it seemed, to protect them from the elements while they… Continue reading Interlude: Faux Landlords, Studying the Universe

Word Crush Wednesday: Aeschylus

So today I got to thinking about predictability. I thought of another novel idea (taking the tally up to four, and ensuring that I'll probably still be writing just these four in 2017) and a genre, and genre subversion. Don't ask. Or do, but you may have to wait until I've created flowcharts, note cards and perhaps… Continue reading Word Crush Wednesday: Aeschylus

Progress, Part 2

If yesterday's job hunt was a slow hike up a rocky mountain in the rain, then today the rain has stopped. It's a breezy day, enough to ruffle clothes hung out to dry, and there's a dim hazy sunlight peering through the clouds. Also, the rockiness has smoothed out into a field-type of area and it's… Continue reading Progress, Part 2

Progress, Of a Sort

Well, you guys, the job applications have been marching on. Or, I don't know about marching, but I've been finding things and applying for them, so... I guess they're sort of limping? Or they're walking up a mountain, but it's a bit rocky and it's rained recently, so it's a bit slow-going. (And I wish it… Continue reading Progress, Of a Sort