Who do I listen to in these woods?
My poem "Sheela-na-Gig" has been accepted by Weird Fiction Quarterly. The market is a new one for me and an honor, since I had been encouraged to submit to an earlier issue at a point this year when it was flatly not possible. The poem itself was directly sparked by ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ashlyme, who requested one about a Green Woman. I suspect it also of responding, an appropriate nine months later, to Alex Garland's Men (2022). It makes a much better ending to the day than it began with the arrival of the gas company to switch our service over to the new main, a process which theoretically heralds the end in sight of this summer of construction and in practice sounded like all the earth-moving machinery had suddenly transferred itself to our basement.
ashlyme, who requested one about a Green Woman. I suspect it also of responding, an appropriate nine months later, to Alex Garland's Men (2022). It makes a much better ending to the day than it began with the arrival of the gas company to switch our service over to the new main, a process which theoretically heralds the end in sight of this summer of construction and in practice sounded like all the earth-moving machinery had suddenly transferred itself to our basement.
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Thank you! We'd really like that!
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*hugs*
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This is beginning to sound like some kind of 1970s horror/SFF. Are you sure machinery from a dystopian future isn't haunting your house?
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Absolutely not.
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*hugs*
Thank you!
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I hope the Working Man will find Work to Do elsewhere, and soon.
Nine
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I hope the Working Man will find Work to Do elsewhere, and soon.
*hugs*
About the only person we haven't had this summer in the glazier and he's still got a week to put in an appearance. (He could just not.)
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*HUGS*
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Thank you! I'm glad you did, too!
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