Meh is better than feh which is better than gah, so I'm worried but not desperate much less despondent that novels of all flavors aren't singing to me. As to Jim's question of what's my theory why meh I've many, I write about them all the time, but the short answer is I no longer know how to be quiet long enough to listen to anyone's narrative except quickly like a dog's nose wetly sniffing what everyone else is barking. Als0 to0 (trademark), bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark doesn't lead to me contemplatively reading fiction. Als0 to0, bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark does lead to me contemplatively reading poetry, as well as I've ever, dilemmas of the either/or. Als0 to0, I've had to buy a second tablet, I can't palimpsest the previous poem until I've pdfed it, I can't stop barking long enough to wait for a scanner. Links and music return tomorrow, probably.
