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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Poem is Called Aeos

So issue 60 of The Leading Edge is out, and I have a dinky poem in it. This is pretty much the most advertising I’ll be doing for it—the art is pretty swanky, though.

As for your comment, Nick, I guess you’ll have to volunteer to alpha read in order to find out, eh? XD

Excerpt of the day:

“There’s something inside of me?” asked Kitsy, rubbing her chest. “How come I can’t feel it?”
Weirs, chapter 17

3 comments:

  1. Nice. I've always wanted to get back into writing poetry, which I did a lot of in highschool. It seems when I start, I either use way too much rhyme and meter for modern tastes, or it just turns into a surreal fantasy narrative.

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  2. I'm the exact same way--I did a ton in high school, but it's faded out. Though it still drives me up a wall when someone write a metered poem but the meter is off. XD

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  3. No Charlie, you just need to work on your synopses! There were too many unclear antecedents, or something along those lines.
    I'll probably read the book REGARDLESS, though.

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