Thursday, August 21, 2008

Wrecking Crew

Still frantically typing away, radio silence nearly lifted...

Meanwhile, watch Tom Frank drive around My Fair City and talk about his new book, The Wrecking Crew... I'm particularly amused by the ritzy neighborhood where a security goon throws him out.


Sunday, August 17, 2008

Sing, O Muse!

Not an easy business, this pooching-out-a-book dodge. Some days at the salt-mines go well enough, but others leave me feeling emotions not dissimilar to those no doubt felt by the writer fella played by Jack Nicholson in "The Shining."

So as not to wind up chasing my family about the Overlook Hotel with firemens' hardware and discussing the affairs of the day with spectral bartenders, I find other, less violent diversions. Say, poetry.

The double-dactyl form has always interested me, and I thought I'd try my hand at it....
Heeeeere's Johnny!


Jack at the Overlook

Sat at a table

Composing a lay.

'Twas dullness itself, this


Jack's been, of lately,

All work and no play.