I take delight in Mallory. She writes with verve and vision. Maybe it's because I am reading a novel involving illumination and other scribe's work (The Barbed Coil by JV Jones, check it out if you like fantasy fiction) but I can envision the inken words flowing from her mind through her fingertips onto the
Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
vellum screen and into my mind through my eyes. What a wonderful connection. Better than a cable. (Note: Spelling and grammatical mistakes are what you get for blogging tired, you bad girl you.)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)
guts and garters
It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.
Friday, July 07, 2000
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