sutsushin de sangen no hito ni mousu,
kouin munashiku wataru koto nakare.
It continues.
he voice of my muse is no longer convincing me. It sounds as dishonest as whomever replaced Mel Blanc or Alan Reed; the voice is near to the original but it’s just enough to let me know that it isn’t the same.
I’m not sure what I’m waiting for or if I’m even waiting.
ll I know is that it continues and all hell comes after it.
Scurrying After Nothing at All
24 October 2005
24 October 2005
I’ve no working email or site right now, or I’d share it; perhaps I’ll return when I do. (jelawson.com email has been unresponsive for a few days now; bythos.org is in the process of very slowly becoming something, I don’t know what.)
Your work, what little of it I’ve seen, is very good.
I won’t add “in my opinion”, because who else’s would it be?
1001 days ago
It’s good to see that you’re still around. I occasionally check jelawson.com to see if you’ve started writing again. Please let me know if you do (I’m guessing that’s what bythos.org may or may not become).
Keep in touch and thank you again.
1000 days ago