I, GODFATHER
I feel a coma coming on.
So Ive given up on trying to catch up on all the posts I had planned on making in the last week and a half. There just isnt time. Im swimming in an epic poem sea and my world is centered on this fallen angeland a voodoo priestessand today I visited a bar owner who was a former priestand a tabloid journalist who discovers something shockingand the shape of the universe (and why the city and the veldt are the same)and a little boy who pulls wings off of flies (to the background, in my head, of Change in the House of Flies, by the Deftones)and a really dark muse who wants to eat everybodys eyesand ashalways there is ashash links it all togetherand when Im done, itll all hopefully make more sense than this. It begins and ends with the opening of a door.
Ohand Elizabeth Bathory (the Blood Countess), Leviathan, the Windego, the Devil (in a much different guise), a vomiting knight, and a psychic sex-line girl are all slated to make cameosand well all find out how Jesus learned to walk on water (I have to do this in a week!?!?!).
Im going to slither out of my cloths and into bed now
PS The prospect of being a godparent has me totally, and unexpectedly giddy.
I feel a coma coming on.
So Ive given up on trying to catch up on all the posts I had planned on making in the last week and a half. There just isnt time. Im swimming in an epic poem sea and my world is centered on this fallen angeland a voodoo priestessand today I visited a bar owner who was a former priestand a tabloid journalist who discovers something shockingand the shape of the universe (and why the city and the veldt are the same)and a little boy who pulls wings off of flies (to the background, in my head, of Change in the House of Flies, by the Deftones)and a really dark muse who wants to eat everybodys eyesand ashalways there is ashash links it all togetherand when Im done, itll all hopefully make more sense than this. It begins and ends with the opening of a door.
Ohand Elizabeth Bathory (the Blood Countess), Leviathan, the Windego, the Devil (in a much different guise), a vomiting knight, and a psychic sex-line girl are all slated to make cameosand well all find out how Jesus learned to walk on water (I have to do this in a week!?!?!).
Im going to slither out of my cloths and into bed now
PS The prospect of being a godparent has me totally, and unexpectedly giddy.
Yes, as a godparent myself, it's kinda neat, although I of course had the conversation in the back of my mind: I am supposed to lead this child down a morally respectable path??? Bah HAHHAA! What kind of karmic joke is this, God?! You get the perks of being a parent without any of the downsides.
You are definitely a writer: you are living and breathing it: be thankful!!! and don't forget me when you're interviewed in the New Yorker.