miscellany
sea & salt & submersion
So last week the power of Twitter manifested Neil Gaiman’s upcoming The Ocean at the End of the Lane. I said this: Also wondering who I have to make out with to get an
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flax-golden tales: in gratitude to the lions who guard the saints
in gratitude to the lions who guard the saints To the lions who have taken their solemn vows To keep ever-watchful eyes on all that approaches To carry concerns and worries so that others
miscellany
tumblr & yarn
So I asked Twitter if I should have a tumblr since it’s the one other social media thingamajig that intrigues me and the general consensus was that it would eat all my time but
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flax-golden tales: order here
order here I noticed the neon sign in the kitchen before I went to bed, in that too-tired haze that also leads to mistaking the cat for a dragon. (Though I have seen the
books
on ARCs and blurbs and (yet again) time
For those of you who don’t know (and I, despite years as a rather avid reader, had no idea until I started figuring out how to get published) an ARC is an Advance (or
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flax-golden tales: three small deaths on the back gate
three small deaths on the back gate When I found the deaths hanging on the back gate I went back in the house to tell my mother, but once she came outside to see