Friday, January 14, 2011


Back in middle school, one way through which I was classified as weird is how I used to lug around with me those THICK BOOKS BY RUSSIANS, specifically Alexander Solzhenitsyn (though a top favorite was actually the relatively slim ONE DAY IN THE LIFE OF IVAN DENISOVITCH). Anyway, the Russians, or my personal experience with them, reared their thick heads twice this morning. As SILK EGG starts making its way out there in the universe, for whatever reason, I had occasion this morning to email two recipients the same thing: that SILK EGG
"is not as short as those six-word novels but I was trying to write like a Russian."

It's a chortle! And if you want to know what I'm talking about, GO HERE!

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