Went to the Pecan Street fest this past weekend with god kids and their 'rents. Here's a pic from our perambulations through the crowds:
I got a hat with ears and the most amazing goat cheese concoction, from this wonderful sounding goat farm: Coon Ridge Organic Goat Farm Dairy
Also, my god daughter has adopted a mod/steampunk style, including top hat. She was pretty adorable.
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Phantom Drift issue #2, Valuable Estrangements, is now available. Get it here or order it at your local bookstore.
From managing editor David Memmott:
Issue Two presents 166 perfect-bound pages of estrangement wrapped in a gorgeous cover featuring the darkly mysterious art of sculpture-filmmaker John Frame and includes sixteen original stories, twenty-one poems/prose poems, three essays, a review and six letter compositions.
My little "Boneshadow" appears among the original stories. Here's an excerpt:
It was summer under the eaves of the sky and the city echoed with heat. Sadie ran, on the curved shell of dusk’s descent, through a downtown of worn concrete and brick.
The city owned many architectures, deep and thick with the dreams, spoils, battles, victories, and longings of its inhabitants, whose lives stained its walls as a smoke accreted as the rooms, ells, and stories of its many buildings accreted, souls coloring an alley or a forgotten room here and there in luminous shades, while everywhere else was gray and aged.
“Where are you running, Sadie?” “Why are you running, Sadie?”
The questions hissed and echoed up from grates, around corners, out of the air, in voices sly and insistent and gentle.
Sadie had seen a thing, a crack in the bone and breath of the world, and it had seen her.
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Also, there's this, the best story ever. "They had gone on a very long trip."
I got a hat with ears and the most amazing goat cheese concoction, from this wonderful sounding goat farm: Coon Ridge Organic Goat Farm Dairy
Also, my god daughter has adopted a mod/steampunk style, including top hat. She was pretty adorable.
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Phantom Drift issue #2, Valuable Estrangements, is now available. Get it here or order it at your local bookstore.
From managing editor David Memmott:
Issue Two presents 166 perfect-bound pages of estrangement wrapped in a gorgeous cover featuring the darkly mysterious art of sculpture-filmmaker John Frame and includes sixteen original stories, twenty-one poems/prose poems, three essays, a review and six letter compositions.
My little "Boneshadow" appears among the original stories. Here's an excerpt:
It was summer under the eaves of the sky and the city echoed with heat. Sadie ran, on the curved shell of dusk’s descent, through a downtown of worn concrete and brick.
The city owned many architectures, deep and thick with the dreams, spoils, battles, victories, and longings of its inhabitants, whose lives stained its walls as a smoke accreted as the rooms, ells, and stories of its many buildings accreted, souls coloring an alley or a forgotten room here and there in luminous shades, while everywhere else was gray and aged.
“Where are you running, Sadie?” “Why are you running, Sadie?”
The questions hissed and echoed up from grates, around corners, out of the air, in voices sly and insistent and gentle.
Sadie had seen a thing, a crack in the bone and breath of the world, and it had seen her.
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Also, there's this, the best story ever. "They had gone on a very long trip."
Little french girl is also very cute.