"For us, our house is not insentient matter—it has a heart, and a soul, and eyes to see us with; and approvals, and solicitudes, and deep sympathies; it is of us, and we are in its confidence, and live in its grace and in the peace of its benediction. We never come home from an absence that its face does not light up and speak out its eloquent welcome—and we can not enter it unmoved."
—Mark Twain, 1896
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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

WORDs

I love words. I love to read them. I love to write them and I love to feel them. Not all the words I write have a destination. Some of them, more fortunate than others, have a journey.

fable WITCH moondog
suspicions shocking lucidity MAGIC DRAGONFLIGHT
fahrenheit
ebb ruddy Orion
incantation
enchanted reticence QUEST WHITHER
whilst
gasp uncomposed EXORDIUM INTOXicated
intermezzo vincimus subjective consciousness ego ID  notoriously Cosmology
uncertainty chromoscope deposition
BOHEMIAN



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Wordman (excerpt)
by
A.F.C.
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I cannot wait to read this...are you about ready for editing??? Feels like I have been waiting all my life to read this book :)

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