Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Poem about a river

May on the Pomme de Terre river
Sweater weather, cold noses at night,
A thick fog, a firefly traveling downstream,
 a remnant shooting star, your hand on my hip

Thursday, May 22, 2014

An update, of sorts...

The power cord for my laptop is caput so I'm updating from my phone. Ahhh, technology! 

We had a fabulous workshop tonight; the first in many months. We even talked more about putting out an anthology in December. Huzzah!

Rachael read the next chapter in her grotesque and wonderful novel. I can't wait to see how it goes... So creepy and engaging!

I'm  having an early night. More later, kittens.