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Freddy Goes Camping and ancillary matters
Jul. 5th, 2012 04:11 pm1. The latest Tor.com post, , Freddy Goes Camping just popped up. The next Georgette Heyer post is a week late because I was very distracted by multiple matters last week, but we should be back on track next week. Maybe.
2. Also popping up: the latest Star Ship Sofa podcast, with the latest installment of Poetry Planet. Included is one of my distinctly, er, sillier poems about fairies going to the moon. The original idea was to write a Very Serious Ghazal that would establish my reputation as a Very Serious Poet capable of working in assorted verse forms. This being me that lasted about five words in.
I'm not sure if I'll be trying the ghazal form ever again, but in the meantime, you can listen to it along with other poems by people such as Geoffrey Landis, David Kopaska-Merkel and David Lunde.
3. And if you missed it over the weekend or in the middle of fireworks, The Agreement, my little ghost story, popped over at Abyss and Apex.
Otherwise....well, I don't have my trike back, and my phone has stubbornly failed to ring all day, even when I've given it Stern Looks. I'm not sure if it's this, or the heat, the loud neighborly fireworks of the past two nights, or just the stuff from last week that has left me listless, but something has. I just want to sleep.
2. Also popping up: the latest Star Ship Sofa podcast, with the latest installment of Poetry Planet. Included is one of my distinctly, er, sillier poems about fairies going to the moon. The original idea was to write a Very Serious Ghazal that would establish my reputation as a Very Serious Poet capable of working in assorted verse forms. This being me that lasted about five words in.
I'm not sure if I'll be trying the ghazal form ever again, but in the meantime, you can listen to it along with other poems by people such as Geoffrey Landis, David Kopaska-Merkel and David Lunde.
3. And if you missed it over the weekend or in the middle of fireworks, The Agreement, my little ghost story, popped over at Abyss and Apex.
Otherwise....well, I don't have my trike back, and my phone has stubbornly failed to ring all day, even when I've given it Stern Looks. I'm not sure if it's this, or the heat, the loud neighborly fireworks of the past two nights, or just the stuff from last week that has left me listless, but something has. I just want to sleep.