Past the publication of "The Creeping Influences" and some of the (positive!) reactions it has provoked on social media, today was actually, unexpectedly awful in ways I can't even make entertaining to read about, but it does make me happy to learn about about Neanderthal glue. I have trip books in the form of John le Carré's A Legacy of Spies (2017), Ruthanna Emrys' Winter Tide (2017), and an omnibus of five early novels by Margaret Millar. I just want to curl up and sleep for a week. Or not have to work for a month and get to write the lesbian pulp I have not been able to research since March. Or even a poem.
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- 1: Open up your mouth, but the melody is broken
- 2: Is your heart hiding from your fire?
- 3: Everybody knows the world's gone wrong
- 4: The dusty light, the final hour
- 5: Reading your mind is like foreign TV
- 6: When you turn a solemn promise to a blatant lie
- 7: If one year's back on my shoulder
- 8: Me, I'm a rotten audience before I've had my coffee
- 9: I'm not on my own
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