Archive for November, 2008
Another Review
Sunday, November 30th, 2008The latest issue of Cemetery Dance reviews Wings of the Butterfly: “{Wings} gulps you down, chews you up and refuses to spit your bones out.” (You can find the whole review in the magazine.) Yeah, I know, Wings has been out for a while now, but there are still copies, and it’s never too late.
On […]
The Ticking of Clocks
Monday, November 24th, 2008I often sit on the couch in the living room and read. When I’m reading there, I’ve got no music playing, and the television is dark, and often the only sound I hear is the ticking of the clocks.
Two clocks can be heard from that couch.
One night, I tried to get their ticks and tocks […]
A Piano in the Woods
Sunday, November 23rd, 2008According to this CNN article, police found a piano in the woods where previously no such instrument existed. Someone had set a bench there to play and, most surprisingly of all, it was in tune.
How it got there (it took several men to move) and where it came from remain a mystery. Perhaps it was […]
Watching
Saturday, November 22nd, 2008Don’t think he dosn’t know what you’re thinking. He does.
He knows not just what you’re thinking now, but what you’ve thought before, and what you’ll be thinking later. He doesn’t merely watch. That’s not enough. He pays attention. He studies and scrutinizes. He knows.