The situation with my e-mail is now best described as pthbbbbbt. Acceptances, rejections, conversations I was happily having, conversations I would probably have enjoyed, notifications from LJ or DW, scheduling, surprises, penis spam, since last Monday I've had nothing. I'm communicating as best I can via Gmail, but if you read either of these journals and haven't heard back from me on a subject in the last week, please ping me here. I can't even calculate what I'm missing. Harry, it sucks.
The last few days have included some very nice things, including books and movies I'd like to write about, but I am not sleeping very well at all and we're back to nightmares when I do.
I was glad to hear of the dedication of the Tony Awards to the victims and survivors of the Orlando shooting. I should have some poetry for that, but I don't. Something about Dionysos. Some he transcends, others he turns inside-out. If this country's idea of itself is righteous Pentheus, the man who draws the line with a gun in his hand, we are due some vines, some panthers, some decapitation.
The last few days have included some very nice things, including books and movies I'd like to write about, but I am not sleeping very well at all and we're back to nightmares when I do.
I was glad to hear of the dedication of the Tony Awards to the victims and survivors of the Orlando shooting. I should have some poetry for that, but I don't. Something about Dionysos. Some he transcends, others he turns inside-out. If this country's idea of itself is righteous Pentheus, the man who draws the line with a gun in his hand, we are due some vines, some panthers, some decapitation.
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