Monthly Archives: November 2014

This is yet another meme for scribes, and at first I wondered how I was going to deal with it, since none of this material has been formally paginated. The rules: Post 7 sentences of your work, start on page 7, count 7 lines down. So I compromised. I went to Chapter 7 of The Life That Late He Led,… (more…)

I’d like to think I’ve sidestepped this particular phenomenon, but I’m not so sure: I know the desperate hunger that writing a book creates, the desire for SOMEONE to say SOMETHING about what you have done. So I take a look. And it’s always, always, always the most whipped-together dog’s breakfast of jumbled nothing. Cliches like stones in your shoe.… (more…)