Friday, February 04, 2005
He's looking for page one.
This is a bit like trying to retrieve a coin that's fallen down a grating.
Is that it, that faint gleam in the darkness?
Not sure.
He lowers weighted strings and chewing gum and brings up bottle caps.
'Blighter's rock?' says Max's mind.
'I am not rocked,' says Max.
He avoids the proper name of that condition in which writers are unable to write.
-Her Name Was Lola
-Russell Hoban
-Happy 80th Birthday!
This is a bit like trying to retrieve a coin that's fallen down a grating.
Is that it, that faint gleam in the darkness?
Not sure.
He lowers weighted strings and chewing gum and brings up bottle caps.
'Blighter's rock?' says Max's mind.
'I am not rocked,' says Max.
He avoids the proper name of that condition in which writers are unable to write.
-Her Name Was Lola
-Russell Hoban
-Happy 80th Birthday!
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