And if you want another kind of love, I'll wear a mask for you
Today was spent almost entirely with
rushthatspeaks and
nineweaving and the Archers, and managed simultaneously to be a good writing day; if not in wordcount, at least, then in returns.
Sirenia Digest #14 is now available. I am reasonably pleased with how "A Voice in Caves" came out, and
greygirlbeast's "The Sphinx's Kiss" is a superlative piece even by the digest's usual standards—think Oscar Wilde's Salomé as reinterpreted by Tom Waits. Check it out for yourself if you don't believe me.
greygirlbeast's offer still holds.
On the print-and-ink front, I am now also in possession of Midrash, the latest Not One of Us Special Publication. In its pages can be found my poems "Perdidit Spolia" and "Orpheus at the Bimah," as well as
rushthatspeaks' "The Finland Woman,"
hans_the_bold's "Ilium," and other slant and strange retellings. Since the untimely demise of Project Pulp, I have no handy link to point to for its purchase, but I'm sure some accommodation can be reached.
My flash "Pisces" has been accepted by Full Unit Hookup. The piece was inspired by a Roman mosaic I saw several years ago in a museum in Italy—I failed entirely to note down where it came from, or even where it is currently on display, but it did depict dolphins and flatfish and crabs. There is no actual zodiac in this story.
Watch this space for thoughts on The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp. I love Anton Walbrook.
Sirenia Digest #14 is now available. I am reasonably pleased with how "A Voice in Caves" came out, and
On the print-and-ink front, I am now also in possession of Midrash, the latest Not One of Us Special Publication. In its pages can be found my poems "Perdidit Spolia" and "Orpheus at the Bimah," as well as
My flash "Pisces" has been accepted by Full Unit Hookup. The piece was inspired by a Roman mosaic I saw several years ago in a museum in Italy—I failed entirely to note down where it came from, or even where it is currently on display, but it did depict dolphins and flatfish and crabs. There is no actual zodiac in this story.
Watch this space for thoughts on The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp. I love Anton Walbrook.

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The fiction isn't bad either . . .