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I am now twenty-eight.
My poems "Tapping the Vine" and "September Song" (for my brother and his wife) have been accepted by Goblin Fruit and Mythic Delirium.
Off to make fictional dessert with my best cousins ever.
My poems "Tapping the Vine" and "September Song" (for my brother and his wife) have been accepted by Goblin Fruit and Mythic Delirium.
Off to make fictional dessert with my best cousins ever.
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And congratulations on the poems!
What sort of fictional dessert?
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Thank you!
What sort of fictional dessert?
Butter-pies, from Diana Wynne Jones' A Tale of Time City. We seem to have come up with an extremely tasty analogue.
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