Talking backwards
Russian deals are in the offing for Tender Morsels and Red Spikes. Ast wants to put Red Spikes stories in with Black Juice ones - so that the result will look more like a Russian novel, eh.
No haiku today, either. But at least I've been talking about writing.
Oh, and making such progress on retail audit certificates, you wouldn't believe.
I see I need to put a picture up soon. That beer bottle can't last forever. Well, they never can, can they?
No haiku today, either. But at least I've been talking about writing.
Oh, and making such progress on retail audit certificates, you wouldn't believe.
I see I need to put a picture up soon. That beer bottle can't last forever. Well, they never can, can they?
posted by Among Amid While at 6:37 pm
2 Comments:
Oh, I am laughing at my mopey comment left on your last entry about feeling better that someone else was not writing...not writing but dining with Neil Gaiman! Absolutely terrific! By the way, the Winkie character in same named story is terrifying.
Oh, but I was such a fraud, sitting there in my haiku-less state. However, now my good intentions are all nicely polished up.
I'm glad Winkie creeped you out - I've been imagining him grinning outside my window all my life, I think!
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