Sunday, January 11, 2009


My silence doesn't a betray a leap into periodicals, nor a blithe detour elsewhere. A rare family crisis occupied me for days. The realizations now appear indelible which has cemented most folks. This is a great relief for myself. My novel of choice these four days has been London Fields by Martin Amis. This is an unlikely selection but it has satisfied. More so, it has made me laugh when little other opportunity revealed itself.


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