I was told that I cannot express all my thoughts in my blog. I asked why not? The reply was it may be a bit rude. My reply was "what the .... " After all, being 'goodsy and obidy' was one of my natural traits, but there are occassions, I burst out into the rude creature. And I kinda like it. ( thanks....say hello for me to whoever you can meet there. )
And its my blinking BLOG anyway.
So here is to reunion dinner. http://dl.dropbox.com/u/19627880/Male%20Tales%201.047.pdf
Creative writing is more of a compulsion to engage with yourself in a world of words, ideas, imagery. There are moments of hot exultation or prickly exasperated yet victorious expostulation when at last comes the right word, the rhyme that works or can yield surprise and pleasure. Thank you for sharing my engagement into those words. .
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