Ahh..now you see that’s better. My sinuses are finally clearing, I see green on the trees, and I’m in an unusually good mood. My favorite month (though May comes a close second, followed by September). The month of tulips, poetry readings, rainstorms, my birthday, and boats filling up the harbors . Eliots’ cruelest month and oddly usually a good one for me. Also the month of rent increases and taxes (but I won’t dwell). I’m not even letting those upcoming papers bother me.
I will try to post the less embarassing NAPOWRIMO offerings hereabouts. I’ve got a few pieces to pen for the Cornell project and for newer projects, so no doubt I can keep myself busy.
