SummerMorning
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- Joined
- Dec 27, 2003
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Behold, lo, behold ... upon an evening so ordinary and plain ... after a day unimpressive in its extrem ... after a month and more of unremitting drudgery and labour ... after nights of wine and days of pain ...
I've sat down and got back to work. The digital clock parcels out my life in little four digit ensembles and now it says 20:39. Soon, too soon, it will say that once more and yet that is a matter of no consequence.
The sophistry of the book review, my private *pleasure* to pursue, the whip I wield a clumsy thing of text and unsaid things between the lines.
*sigh* It's hard work writing, innit?
Especially when you're doing a book review of a colleague's book and are going to his party on Saturday with a full bottle of vodka and a full pocket of bus tokens so you don't freeze to death if you take the wrong bus in an alcohol fueled haze.
I've sat down and got back to work. The digital clock parcels out my life in little four digit ensembles and now it says 20:39. Soon, too soon, it will say that once more and yet that is a matter of no consequence.
The sophistry of the book review, my private *pleasure* to pursue, the whip I wield a clumsy thing of text and unsaid things between the lines.
*sigh* It's hard work writing, innit?
Especially when you're doing a book review of a colleague's book and are going to his party on Saturday with a full bottle of vodka and a full pocket of bus tokens so you don't freeze to death if you take the wrong bus in an alcohol fueled haze.
