I’ve got a neighbor with a first-person-shooter problem. Well, it’s my problem, but his sub-woofers. I circulated this document to the folks in my building. So far, quiet. Maybe it’s because tomorrow’s Monday… We’ll see. Still, it’s the kind of letter I’d like to receive if I were the guilty party. A bit funny, very […]
Forget JK, or JRR… I’d love to have something with the staying power of Dr. Who as my legacy. Well, we all have our fantasies. Via: CableTV.com
I’m a regular contributor to Drash Pit, a Jewish webzine composed of snark triggered by Torah. This month’s issue was devoted to “shunning.” My poem is up there, on the DrashPit.com site. (Oh, and if you like buttons like the one at the right, check out zazzle.co.uk.)
I do more than write, but don’t have my other site up and ready to sell ceramic artwork. Note to self: create the marketing and sales collateral before telling people about your wares.
I’m drowning under the increasing lists of things to do. To-do items are fractal: each produces subordinate or successor objects, each demanding its time slot, its focus, its ramp-up and ramp-down resources and time. Apparently it’s good for the writing soul, since I’ve started writing poetry after more than an eight-month hiatus. (Okay, there’s no […]
Great, a P.E.P. talk. I haven’t written a good, solid poem (first draft, of course) in literally months. I get that way: in going over my record of about 550 poems (the edited, “finished” ones, not drafts or juvenalia) I’ve had gaps of over a year at some points. This seven month gap is the […]