(It never ceases to amaze me how much time is gobbled up when you write. It becomes alarming. Even though the ideas are vividly at the forefront of your mind, you can only translate them onto paper by investing quite absurd amounts of time. It's true what they say: 1 per cent inspiration, 99 per cent perspiration. I know what Brian Lecomber meant when he said to an interviewer: "I hope I...
(I find it very interesting how differently people relate to the next story, and how they interpret it. This is a story I wrote a long time ago.It goes back to dark days, during a long, long hopelessly corrupt court case, which lasted for years, and about which I was trying to write a book. The depth of perjury, which the other side elevated to almost an art form, and the cynical, hopelessly...
I walked by a dragon
in the woods today.
It was a most ordinary event.
He stood, poised,
curling toward the sky,
and seemed barely restrained,
even by his own will,
from launching in awesome violence
toward the cool blue freedom.
His mystic hide trailed
in an ordered roughness to the ground,
where he braced himself--
rooted, as a deceptive tower.
Covered in shimmering green...
In the sunlight, I was an eye in the life of things.
In the sunlight, the aged man walking with, holding up the tiny daughter of some; telling her memories of her future and hopes of her past. His words are rays of a message caressing her infant ears with the divine gibberish of an aged man.
In the sunlight, the dying woman performs, reforms the mundane in acts of simplified beauty. Her...
(It's always interested me how many people didn't like the Modelmaker.
He first appeared mixed in with the aviation stories in 'Castles in the Sky'. Many were the folk who said it didn't belong there.
A prosperous young lady told me she felt the Modelmaker was a pompous ass, but added that 'at least he admitted it himself'.
The Modelmaker doesn't seem to sit well with folk. His...
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