Scribbledehobbledehoyden: The Magpie's Eye: Page 45

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December 5, 2008

D & S -- Hand... hand... special effects (circles of light)

D & S -- cough/distraction/whatever

Write Teller and ask

Notes for to-be-written bits of Dancing With Bears.  I can make no sense out of them.  Did I really plan to write Teller, one of the living masters of the art, and ask his advice on sleight-of-hand?  That seems pretty nervy, even for me.

"Spoken, She Said, Like A Gentleman"

Actually, a pretty good title.  A pity I didn't have a story for it.


A snatch of speculative prose:

There is always worse, there is always more grotesque, there is always another step down.  Which being so, why should we ever glance in that direction?

Sing, goddess, of insignificant things;
of toothpaste, shoelaces, and gum
Of grocery lists and plastic bags
And {habits?] of which we are [something].

And, not a fragment, but a complete two-sentence fiction:

The cockroaches wrote a manifesto which, unfortunately, I did not read.  In my defense, it was rather stained by big spots at the time.

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