Archive for March, 2006
Gadsby
Jack mentioned the other day that he’d heard about a novel written without using the letter ‘e’ even once. I’ve heard the same thing for years and didn’t really believe it . . . but, of course, here it is.
Writing a novel is hard enough. Not sure why anyone would want to make it more [...]
And…
…today is the twenty-third of March.
Mild Angels
No snow today, even though they promised.
Winter is gone.
Book three is barely begun. No idea where to pick things up, but I suspect there’s a cat or two wandering in the wasteland.
And Edgar.
Edgar is there, waiting.
Don’t think I’ll make summer. Too much left to write.
“…something like a blessing, something like a prayer…”
Well.
I just finished the second book in the novel. It doesn’t end on a high note, to say the least. And I’m starting to realize, given what’s coming next in the third (and final) book, that I’m writing a fairly sad and melancholy novel. With some funny bits, like the dragon that sings songs [...]
Goodbye French Blue
After almost five years of writing with a fountain pen, I’ve had my first casualty. I was working at my desk and accidentally dropped the pen. the barrel caught the edge of a fairly-thick notebook and sprayed a collection of nice fat dropletss across my hand and shirt-front in a grouping that would have made [...]
Poetic Divination: Stopping By The Woods
“Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of [...]
Will Turn On You
I don’t quite know the story behind this picture of my older brother. Not sure I want to.
I am however quite proud of the fact that he is wearing the t-shirt I got him for Christmas in it.
Work Conversation: Egypt
“Have you been to see that Egyptian thing at the museum?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Well, if you’ve seen one…”
“…racist.”
“I used to live in Egypt.”
“No you didn’t.”
“I did. In a former life.”
“No you didn’t.”
“I built the pyramids.”
“No you didn’t.”
“You can’t prove that I didn’t.”
“Yes, yes I can. Even if you did live there in a former life, you could [...]
