I tell stories from life fragments -
arranging reality flat upon the page
until it shows signs of order.
Recently, the process has been here in this public space.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
As Titmouse and Dustbunny were looking up at the nighttime sky, the Moon flickered. Once. Twice. And then disappeared.
"Oh dear," said Titmouse.
Dustbunny smiled. "This is your first time, isn't it? Don't worry, it will come back on in a bit."
This one made one of the monsters sigh in a very unmonsterly way
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ReplyDeleteyep. so far, so good.
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