Recently someone asked me if I was “still writing” — a phrase that was so loaded with various assumptions that I didn’t quite know what to say . . . which is really quite something, if you know anything about me and Mercury.
As I am not used to being silent without shock or force playing [...]
I could go on for hours (or at least minutes) about the past few days, my birthday, catching up with old friends and family, playing with my presents, peeking over the collective shoulder of the idiots at Entrances to Hell while they tried to beat the Devil to 06.06.06 with their new site . . [...]
Taking stock just after midnight…
I don’t think I have much to complain about — at least, less than I deserve.
And I expect that I have more to be thankful for than most people — at least, more than I deserve.
Thirty-seven years is long enough to get enough perspective to recognize that I don’t have enough [...]