The houses close their doors and dream of her

[sovay]

My poem "Heyiya," written for my best cousin gaudior, has been accepted by Strange Horizons. She's that awesome.

Today and yesterday and the day before, the air has been bright and cool, the sun starting to slant over at the end of summer: not quite a foretaste of autumn. The ghosts are coming up out of the ground.

Comments

[chomiji]

Certainly ... it may not be for a bit, I'm writing a big angst-filled fanfic thing and it's sopping up all the spare creativity.

(And because I'm spaced like that - belated congratulations on another publication!)

[sovay]

(And because I'm spaced like that - belated congratulations on another publication!)

(No worries. Thank you!)