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…
Category: poetry
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…
Running to Catch Up
That’s a misleading title as I plan for this to be a very lazy Sunday. I may wander out to a museum this afternoon and get myself a Sunday roast dinner, but that’s about as far as my ambitions run at present. I often have the thought of how little time I have in London…
Poetry in Motion
Well, I don’t generally consider myself to be a poet, so it may be a bit surprising to hear me announce that I have not one but two poems coming out soon, both inspired by a bizarre headline I reposted here. “Moths” will be coming out in Zouch Magazine, which has also offered poems by…
Carnival of the Animals
Image via Sokoblovsky Farms, petitelapgiraffe.com The CSR Camerata concert went very well (not just saying that; read the review :-). I had a lot of fun reading Nash’s poems and listening to my fabulous colleagues play. We all went out to The Point afterward, which is always lovely, too. I am consequently brainstorming more ways…
Carnival & FFB: Skeem Life
Tonight! The Saint Rose Camerata plays Camille Saint-Saëns’ Carnival of the Animals. I will read some Ogden Nash poems between the songs. Unfortunately not among them is one of the tiny number of poems I can recite by heart (which includes Lewis Carroll‘s Jabberwocky and Dorothy Parker’s Résumé): The wombat lives across the seasAmong the…
Friday’s Forgotten Books: The Pillow Book of Eleanor Bron
I’m glad to put the March madness behind me, but as it’s April Fools’ Day, I’ll not trust that things are any less insane. No column yesterday because as I discovered last night, I forgot to send it — d’oh! Maybe it’ll be up later today. That’s just how it’s been. Some of the madness…
Re-Entry: A Challenge
Hundreds of emails and more to wade through: bear with me and for the moment, enjoy this lovely photo Alessandra took of me at the top of the Spanish steps with my “Bright Star” badge from the Keats house and Rome behind me. Pictures, videos and more to come!
Friday’s ‘Forgotten’ Books: The Corinthian
Georgette Heyer should be a household name; that’s the only thing that qualifies this as a “forgotten” book. Heyer is still a nonpareil amongst romance readers, but little known beyond that group. I only learned about her because of Stephen Fry; for his 50th birthday he had a short program on his “guilty pleasures” and…