Accompaniment and encouragement, with trial and error, for my students in Fiction Writing. It could be that I want to show this way how dependent we are. On existing forms, how unfree our actions and thoughts are and. That we are continuously resorting to what already exists, or that.

Saturday, May 02, 2009. Friday, May 01, 2009. There are aspects of this blog I no longer enjoy. So I started a new blog here. I also maintain the No Tell Twitter.

Sunday, April 14, 2013. 8220;Sir, having no disease, nor any taint. Nor old hereditament of sin or shame. My back slash is a source. My category confounds the wolf. That I want to throw my smartphone against the first person. That everything I say is a wish for infamy. That I like being common, for example this mouth of mine.

Poem up on Villainess Press The Plot. Is up on Villainess Press. 30, Page 256 again.

Where The Mythic Meets Modernity. O my hope is like a white, white orchid. O my hope is like the rain chain. Tinging in the shower on my porch. So great thou art, the cleansing rain,. So full of hurt am I;. You will flush away my tears. Though at times I cry. Though at times I cry, O Rain,. And my sorrow melts with your steams;. And bid thee adieu awhile! .