I'll sing my hands out of the earth and call them to me
A copy of Mythic Delirium #20 has just arrived at the house. Technically it belongs to my mother, since the subscribers' copies went out before the contributors'. Nevertheless, I am going to steal it and read it, trout hearts by Neil Gaiman, hand-inked illustration, epic table of contents and all. My poem "Zeitgeber" is in there, too. I've been in sixteen issues of Mythic Delirium. I owe hekatombs to
time_shark: not for taking the poems, but for providing somewhere so neat for them to go, all the roots and freewheeling the title implies. Here's to the next ten years.
"Madonna of the Cave" has been accepted by
ericmarin for Lone Star Stories. It is sort of the poem about golems
handful_ofdust prompted me to write, sort of pieces of other things, like Lilith. (Speaking of whom, both
erzebet and
tithenai inform me that the miniature book of "Postscripts from the Red Sea" will very soon be available. I have even seen photographic evidence. Watch this, er, parenthesis.)
J.G. Ballard. His memory for the strangest of blessings.
"Madonna of the Cave" has been accepted by
J.G. Ballard. His memory for the strangest of blessings.

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When I like something, I want others to like it in the same way--or certain others, at least. I'm not sure I'd fall into that "certain others" category for you, but you do, for me, for some things: If I were to tell you about something I liked that I thought you'd like, I'd be somewhat downcast if you didn't like it, though how downcast I'd be would depend on what you didn't like.
That reaction is an artifact of childhood, I suspect. In general, now, if I stop and think about it, I can curb it--after all, other people aren't clones of me, etc. etc. But I still have enough of that residual feeling to want, when I like someone, to react to something they like in a way that's similar to how they react.
I'm long winded today.
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Of course I would like you to like something I recommended to you. But I am not going to be offended on its behalf if you don't.
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