James Joyce used the word “sublime” to express the idea that some things just cannot be captured with words. They’re just too big. When poetry works, it is sublime. The reason I refrain from using the word “poetry” because I prefer Joyce’s alternative.
They’d been dating about three years. He proposed, she accepted. A year later she meets this charming, handsome, devil-may-care, roguish guy. You know… the one who got around. “He dates everybody,” her best friend told her. “Stay away from him.” She suddenly remembers what was like to be single. To be a wild, unabashed flirt.…
… everything in Iraq is perfectly under control… “UNITED NATIONS (Reuters) – Equipment and materials that could be used to make nuclear weapons are disappearing from Iraq but neither Baghdad nor Washington appears to have noticed, the U.N. nuclear watchdog agency reported on Monday.” What’s Bush gonna say? “Oops?”
Rules are simple. 1) Pick a song. It’s more fun if you pick a song that you really love, a song whose lyrics you, or people you know, take too seriously. 2) Google the lyrics for it. 3) Go to http://babelfish.altavista.com and translate the lyrics to the song into a language you don’t speak. 4)…
A Guide to PJF’s Wold Newton Universe. Yes, latentblue, this is what I was talking about when you were reading Planetary.
Thou shall not be a victim. Thou shall not be a perpetrator. Thou shall not be a bystander.
It’s right here. I worked on it for two years. It’s worth the eight bucks. Hell, it’s worth TWENTY bucks. Trust me. I hope you enjoy it. 🙂