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: He tried to run away, well, she hit him with a hammer
- 2: There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
- 3: She's got a common full of love
- 4: Counts the waves that somehow didn't hit her
- 5: If I were you, I'd be out on the town
- 6: Sit and watch my TV set
- 7: Took a left, hit a nerve, took a right, hit the curb
- 8: Keep mending broken lines
- 9: In Memphis, on Valentine's Day
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