Tag Archives: Sandman

moving melancholia…

Posted on August 22, 2012 by

…that should be a medical term because hells-f*cking-bells every time I have to pack sh*t up, I sink into a pretty black funk and lose touch with common sense. Guess what? I’m moving in just over a week and you … Continue reading →

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as sleek as two black cats and a martini…

Posted on April 13, 2011 by

Any writer worth his syllables needs a muse, familiar or loyal companion. So where there is ink and a couple of quills, you’re as likely to find a cat and a bottle of whiskey. And, as the old English saying … Continue reading →

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