I'll go with thee to the lane's end... I am a kind of burr, I shall stick. Shakespeare, Measure for Measure


I write not to teach but to learn. Rebecca West

drew's writing:

  • "Always Forever Now," Ideomancer volume 13, issue 2
  • "Black Sun," Black Static # 32
  • "Copper Heart," Polluto Magazine issue 5, A Steampunk Orange
  • "The Accomplished Birder's Guide to Overcoming Rejection," Last Drink Bird Head, editted by Ann and Jeff VanderMeer
  • "Another Night With the Henriksens," Player's Theater Halloween One-Act Festival NYC 2008
  • "Hating the Lovers," and "Pipe Down!" Geez Magazine: Thirty Sermons You Would Never Hear in Church
  • "Beth/slash/Nathan," Paper Fruit Blogiversary Contest

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Terry Pratchett

When I was a teacher at the natural science museum, one of the guys who ran Dinosaur Hall gave me Wyrd Sisters. "You would like this," he said. I thought it was glib. Then I noticed the terrific humor.  And the gift for drawing characters. And the wisdom--I wasn't expecting wisdom from a book with such a goofy, shiny cover. But you can't judge a book by its cover, as they say. Similarly, Terry Pratchett looked like a kindly, likeable, and quite handsome older fellow. But if we could see each other's souls, you would have seen a tidal wave of wisdom.  

In Hat Full of Sky, it's Miss Level I think who tells Tiffany, "There's no way things should be. There's just what happens, and what we do."

There's nothing more to say, beyond those two sentences. About anything. 

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