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1. My poem "Spirit Photography" is now online at Through the Gate. It is their inaugural issue; the table of contents is full of poets whose work I love and a few I look forward to learning more about. The inspiration is exactly what it says down at the bottom of the page.
2. My poems "Graffiti" and "Taking the Auspices" have been nominated for the 2012 Dwarf Stars Award. It's![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rose_lemberg and mitchell_hart's fault for publishing them in the first place.
3. I spent most of last night with a weird half-migraine, but earlier in the afternoonderspatchel met me after my dentist's appointment and we went to the Ether Dome and the Russell Museum of Medical History and Innovation, although we did not go up to the roof garden; we stopped with the portraits of people we'd never heard of, as the guard at the door glossed them to us. We walked to Pho Pasteur afterward for dinner. There was, later, a glass of rum for the pirate cat.
4. J.K. Rowling has said something terrible on the internet: "The thing about fantasy—there are certain things you just don't do in fantasy. You don't have sex near unicorns. It's an ironclad rule. It's tacky."
I have no doubt the internet is already filling with unicorn-proximate porn, but if anyone on this friendlist wishes to add to the literature, I can only approve.
(She says also, "The person who is leading the quest—it seems that they have to have this weird purity about them," with which I passionately disagree. I've spent most of my reading life being bored with Galahads. More questing fuck-ups, please.)
5. I still have too much of this weird half-migraine, but I slept until two o'clock and I am seeingrushthatspeaks and Apocalypse Now (1979) before candlelighting.
Come back out of the dark and be written well.
2. My poems "Graffiti" and "Taking the Auspices" have been nominated for the 2012 Dwarf Stars Award. It's
rose_lemberg and mitchell_hart's fault for publishing them in the first place.3. I spent most of last night with a weird half-migraine, but earlier in the afternoon
derspatchel met me after my dentist's appointment and we went to the Ether Dome and the Russell Museum of Medical History and Innovation, although we did not go up to the roof garden; we stopped with the portraits of people we'd never heard of, as the guard at the door glossed them to us. We walked to Pho Pasteur afterward for dinner. There was, later, a glass of rum for the pirate cat.4. J.K. Rowling has said something terrible on the internet: "The thing about fantasy—there are certain things you just don't do in fantasy. You don't have sex near unicorns. It's an ironclad rule. It's tacky."
I have no doubt the internet is already filling with unicorn-proximate porn, but if anyone on this friendlist wishes to add to the literature, I can only approve.
(She says also, "The person who is leading the quest—it seems that they have to have this weird purity about them," with which I passionately disagree. I've spent most of my reading life being bored with Galahads. More questing fuck-ups, please.)
5. I still have too much of this weird half-migraine, but I slept until two o'clock and I am seeing
rushthatspeaks and Apocalypse Now (1979) before candlelighting.Come back out of the dark and be written well.
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3: Everything but the migraine and the dentist sounds good.
4. Questing fuck-ups! Middle aged or older questing fuck-ups! Having THE SEX near unicorns! I've never felt the need to try writing with unicorns before in my life, but now...
5. See 3, minus the dentist.
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Thank you!
Everything but the migraine and the dentist sounds good.
There was even a carrel of books for sale at the West End branch of the Boston Public Library on Cambridge Street. I got a sort of centenary yearbook for the Hunter Machine Company of North Adams, 1947. I read it while sitting outside the museum, waiting for Rob. It was like an industrial musical, without the music.
Questing fuck-ups! Middle aged or older questing fuck-ups! Having THE SEX near unicorns! I've never felt the need to try writing with unicorns before in my life, but now...
I. APPROVE. THIS PLAN.
See 3, minus the dentist.
The film is exactly as legendary as its reputation: it is one of the best representations I've seen of a myth eating someone alive. The only thing it really reminded me of was Lawrence of Arabia, but not in any sense of being a descendant. The cinematography was astonishingly beautiful.