The World May Think It Idiotic, Nor

If I Do Not Seem To Be Mentioning Anything I’ve Read Lately, It Is Because I Am In One Of Those Periods Of Undifferentiated Flux Or Something In Which I Am Reading About Fifty, At A Minimum, Books At Once, So Of Course I Seldom Finish One. Eventually This Phase Will Pass, And I’ll Discover I Have About Ten Pages To Go In All Of Them, And Will Sit Down And Systematically Finish Them, One After Another.

I Thought I'd Be A Librarian Until I Met Some Crazy Ones.

Some Tiny Creature, Mad With Wrath, Is Coming Nearer On The Path.

More Is Happening Out There Than We Are Aware Of. It Is Possibly Due To Some Unknown Direful Circumstance.

I Really Think I Write About Everyday Life. I Don't Think I'm Quite As Odd As Others Say I Am.