I’m sad, and even somewhat ashamed, that I have to make this particular announcement:
This year’s nano is over for me.
I’m sad, and even somewhat ashamed, that I have to make this particular announcement:
This year’s nano is over for me.
Yes. I’m going to do it again. And I’m terrified. In a good way, but still. You wonder why?
From apod.nasa.gov, hubblesite.org and spacetelescope.org.
Look under the pictures for links to high-res versions.
Sound of Silence is another Saren/Nihlus story from the time just before The Candidate. It tells about Saren’s days of loneliness aboard the Virial after driving Nihlus away in an outburst of anger.
I wrote this a long time ago, but the feeling that it’s unfinished kept plaguing me, making me go back and question each scene, each word, a thousand times. I wanted it to be perfect, to speak perfectly in Saren’s voice, the voice I hear so clearly in your writing, dear MA, but know I can never reproduce. This one is entirely for you: both inspired by and dedicated to.
In November, the hours are slower;
winding down weather, the fresh lather
of a first snow. The winter,
with its months of hospital afternoons
waits huddled just over the border.
And ice will make all the distances
that much further. Speak now, kiss now
before the river freezes altogether.
Troy Jollimore