The Fairy Child

The Fairy Child by Lord Dunsany From the low white walls and the church’s steeple,From our little fields under grass or grain,I’m gone away to the fairy people.I shall not come to the town again.You may see a girl with my face and tresses,You may see one come to my mother’s doorWho may speak my…

Friday’s Forgotten Books: Complete Nonsense

Tomorrow is the 200th anniversary of Edward Lear’s birth. There’s a terrific blog that keeps track of all the events and and another that prints pages from Lear’s diary. In a wonderful piece in the Independent David Quantick wrote winningly about Lear and the appeal of nonsense. I have to say, I was convinced before…

Reviews: Guerilla Blues & Beowulf

Guerrilla BluesAlessandra Bava People tend to think writers give their friends good reviews because they’re pals; the truth is you become friends with people who write stories or poems that inspire you to be better, to do more, to aim for dizzying heights. My jester — the poet of Rome — Alessandra’s new collection offers…

Writer Wednesday: Alessandra Bava

A couple bits of news before we get to La Bava: the fabulous Dana Fredsti will be stopping by the Girl’s Guide to Surviving the Apocalypse on the 19th of this month with prizes (as if she wasn’t a gift herself). Also I managed to miss the release of Dogcast #5 which features my piece…

Interview & Friday’s Forgotten Book

Hey, that’s me over at Book Reel talking about book trailers, my prodigious output and where I get my ideas (not Schenectady!). I had a terrific time answering the questions, so stop by and leave a comment if you’re of a mind to and feel free to share the link where you can. Help me…

AudioBoo: Moths

One touch easy recording, that’s what an Audio Boo claims to be. So I had to try it out on my new shiny toy. This is a poem that’s supposed to be appearing in a magazine at some point but that was about a year ago that they said so, thus I wonder if it…

Know-vember: Alessandra

The lovely poet of Rome, monarch of Pandemonium, translator extraordinaire and jester full of sprezzatura — yes, it’s La Bava! How she brightens my days simply by being her extraordinary self. She was my hostess in Rome who took me to all the dazzling sights and fed me the very finest food, most of it…

Publications: Mandrake & Magpies/Songs of Defiance

Just back from a visit with Elena, Rod and Lydia in Dublin where we also managed to run into Bono, Michale Bublé — and more importantly @sirthopas and Pádraig. Pictures soon! I’ve also got some good news to share on the publication front. First, my short story “Mandrake and Magpies” — the first story to…

Happy Halloween!

A gloriously spooky day to you all! I know I have been remiss in my Halloween cards for the last couple years; I have as an excuse the general madness of my life lately — this year in particular. I suspect next year will either be incredibly dull and boring, or else more mad than…

BitchBuzz and Over the Edge

I’m fighting off a cold that seemed to ride my coattails from London but if I’m feeling not too bad, I plan to head off to Over the Edge’s reading tonight at the library (where I am now mayor 🙂 and perhaps try out a new piece at the open mic if there’s room. A…