Monday, February 9, 2009

This week so far...

Dad's back in hospital... it's complicated.

Another query is in the mail for RTT.

Meanwhile, Heritage House is turning into something dynamite I think (when I am writing). Different style story. I need to catch up though on my writing schedule for this. June will be here faster than I realize.

Kicking around yet another story idea but it may be more feasible as a screenplay. I will draft out a rough outline tonight perhaps.

I am tempted to bake some brownies BUT I am about to whip up some creme brulee in a few days. Just waiting for the vanilla sugar to finish flavoring (it takes a good week or two to get it right). I don't want to overload on dessert.

1 comment:

JC said...

Sorry to hear about your father. Hope everything turns out better than expected.

Good luck in regards to query as well as the new book.

And in respect to the creme brulee, you're making me think of panna cotta. *sigh* Then again, it's been a while since I had a creme brulee too. *double sigh*

Flame and Bone

When I was made from fire
Poured into the tender vessel of caution
That keeps my smoke from rising
Quickly did I discover that apart from crisp drizzles or falling snow
The world chilled my touched
Walking the narrow cornered gap between girders and cut stone
One learns to tuck his shoulders in or risk
Jostling a neighbor passing by rapt with want
For a clear path without the distraction
Of another man's boiling eyes
The tip of a finger
That oldest of all weapons
Grown deadlier and pristine in its invention
Gathers a mote of a cinder on its bare flesh
And turns pondering how best to scratch the impious itch
Prying open the tender seam
Where the oil of thought dews
Offering a new wick to ignite
Squirming alive as a salamander of mischief
That yearns for a taste of air it is so ready to devour
The steam of breath betrays me
Before the glint of orange spreads
In popping bright waves
Eroding the fibers feeding it
Leaving naught but ash
As my shell of quietude falls away