tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post67430890885436398..comments2024-03-20T16:46:13.343-04:00Comments on Marly Youmans / The Palace at 2:00 a.m. / poems, stories, novels: "The Horse Angel," Locus Recommended ReadingMarly Youmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02377938366750387442noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-60964827629854837562010-02-10T08:48:31.282-05:002010-02-10T08:48:31.282-05:00It's a snow day here, though I can't see w...It's a snow day here, though I can't see why--after all, it's always snowing... Hope my mother and eldest are well supplied on their mountaintops... I found the slide show of Chapel Hill snow ball fights rather entertaining. Hope the big windy bluster lets up for you.<br /><br />Thanks. I'm not very good at knowing what it means to be on various lists but am always glad to be marlyhttp://www.marlyyoumans.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-71464936998713568342010-02-10T05:36:08.431-05:002010-02-10T05:36:08.431-05:00Oh, if I'd seen "moi, last on the list,&q...Oh, if I'd seen "moi, last on the list," i wouldn't have had to scroll down the entire, endless (;D) list in the dark, blustery pre-dawn to find your name. The wind is blowing so hard and constantly, it sounds like the mistral outside. I hear that noise can drive one mad. I believe it--- and it's only been a half an hour since I made its acquaintance.<br />Congrats on makingLaura Frankstonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02528540633399368216noreply@blogger.com