Gloucester Addiction Relief
History of Jamaica
The Strandbeests Are Coming
Ursula K. LeGuin on Literature
Quality of Life Scale
Invisibility in the Animal World
When is a magical Indian not a magical Indian?
The Poetry Fishbowl went well. Read the Fishbowl Sales Update.
Poetry in Microfunding:
"These Tiny Little Steps" belongs to Frankenstein's Family. Victor and Igor argue over who should take care of the villagers. "Never Laid Open" belongs to Polychrome Heroics, in the Antimatter & Stalwart Stan thread. Shiv encounters consequences for his behavior. "The Injury That Provokes It" belongs to Polychrome Heroics. There are eight new verses, in which Andy blames everyone else for his own problems.
Torn World writing update:
Approved as canon: "Unicorns on Parade" "Spruce Deer" "Wandering the Heights" (poetry). Back to me for edits: "Winterheart" (parts 2-3), "Stinging Like Nettles" "Off the Clock" (poetry). Currently in front of the canon board: "Ghost Bat" (nonfiction). Drafted: "Like Ash Before the Wind," "From Dark to Bright," "The Inappropriate But Useful Disposal of Lettuce" "A Thin Red Trail" (fiction), "Changes in the Wind" (poetry), "Southern Breads" "Tangleweed Article" (articles), Jularei (character sheet). In revision at home: "Water Dance," "When the Wind's Teeth Sing," "Raining Kittens," "Finding the Holes," "Broken Hopes," "Brewing Beauty," "Little Paws in the Licenses" (fiction), "The Smallest Invaders," "Raising the Future" "Beach Pies" "Unsolid Ground" "Riding from the Rescue" "To Ride Death" (poetry), "Rammer" (nonfiction). Currently writing: "Catch of the Day," "A Cold Clear Night" (fiction).
Weather here has been a little cooler and drier. Sweet alyssum, torenia, blue lobelia, petunias, million bells, portulaca, ice flowers, clover, shasta daisies, echinacea, yellow coneflower, and Queen Anne's lace are blooming. And so are my prairie grasses! The side-oats grama in the wildflower garden has its little seedheads dangling. I am also excited because the big bluestem in the prairie garden has bloomed. I've been planting native grasses for several years now, with only so-so success. But there they are, a good six feet tall, waving their turkey-toes in the air. :D Happy naturalist is happy now. Blackberries and apples have green fruit, and so does the plum tree for the first time. Yesterday I made spaghetti sauce from farmer's market veggies, and we've still got the fixings to make up a batch of sloppy joe filling.