This morning I was reading Mary Ruefle’s chapter ‘Someone Reading A Book’ in Madness, Rack, and Honey and underlined the phrase, ‘I am a writer, and the next step is inevitable: I used what had been revealed to me in my own writing’. This afternoon I was sent an article outlining how ‘an Artic seabed methane pulse is one of the greatest immediate risks facing the human race’ and the article opened with a story about the sudden collapse of the only golden toad population on earth over the space of three years. And just like a writer, I put it to good use!
Dazzling jewel of the mud
Disbelief in enamel
Explosive spawn mobber
Like most things, you were
Both true and untrue
another kind of happiness 