…worked the early afternoon on the webinovel, pushing on into some new characters and one sudden death. then, i worked through the Aldrich thesis, long version. one of Hallie’s lines proved perfect for a bit of needed student poetry. (there will be a writing workshop scene in the webinovel.)


Here’s a teaser:

like suns at a star party
i slipped the burden of time
and all my yesterdays
became ash wednesdays

look for the golden lining
whenever clouds line up
to die beyond my grasp
imaginings far short of

gardens and gatherings
make sense if you let them
but not as often as
you like

“Well, what does anyone think?”
“To be brutal and honest, I think it’s lame.”
“Pointless. No stable location in any sort of narrative or reality.”
“Is that necessary in a poem?”
“It’s necessary to be understood.”
“You know, I think you are way too high up on that horse, Cindy.”