"my days are strips of highways/she's wiping tables down/we're all still waiting for that windfall"

[larryhammer]

I kept meaning to signal-boost these two posts: "If you have time to explain where your wife grew up, you have time to explain why you carry her around in a bamboo tube" and "The true story of Purim." But somehow I kept never getting to them, silly me.

This one, however, I'm getting to early: contest for the paperback release of Faerie Winter, with some nifty prizes. As in, will all the books.

---L.

Comments

[gillpolack.livejournal.com]

Mine might not quite be the entirely true story of Purim (I'm the sort of person who reads warnings on labels) but thank you for the signal boost!

[rymrytr.livejournal.com]

My "poetic" senses led me to visualize that the women were twin sisters, Yin and Yang... But, that's just my image.

And when the wind came up, my racing-ahead thoughts were going to make the women disappear. I was pleasantly surprised that he did, instead.