Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Head of steam!

Having a mad day: just found out that I need to add eight pages to The Foliate Head (poetry book forthcoming in the UK from Stanza Press) for printer's reasons... So Clive, Andrew, and I are scrambling. However, I must rush because I have a reading from A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage tonight at City Lights Bookstore in Sylva, North Carolina at 6:30, and afterward I go to dinner with my twin cousins, my mother, and my high school English teacher. In the morning I pop out of bed with my magically-packed clothes and gear and dash off to Raleigh, where I have a reading on Friday. Loll about for me, will you?


  1. Sure, Marly, if I can remember how to loll... good luck with all of it!

  2. Thank you, Busy Miss Publisher-writer-artist!

  3. How did the printer come to that conclusion? Will be part poems, part drawings, or what?

  4. I think that signatures are 16 pages, and we thought we could split one but can't. Shall add around seven pages of poems and another image by Clive.

  5. Never a dull moment for the author and artist, eh? I'm sure you will both just whip it all together in no time but good luck!

  6. I'm on it, Marly! Lolling industriously on your behalf.

  7. I am lolling magnificently also, Marly.
    I think I'm getting that down to a fine art.

    Now, all I need to do is popularize the genre and all will be wonderful!

    Getting books published is bloody hard work, it appears! Chin chin!

  8. Marja-Leena,

    Thanks, need luck!

    Dale and Paul,

    Merci, my friends...

  9. Still lolling for you. (That might also meaning laughing out loud loudly, I suppose...)

    Just been visiting Clive's about The Foliate Head additions; your sweat will be our gain as we'll get extra poems and pictures!

    (WV is 'arsamoc', which sounds like it might describe your running around.)

  10. Hey Marly, you love Traherne, have a look at this:

    - when you've got a moment, ha ha! (laughing out loud loudly...)

  11. Yes, bit arsamocian still!

    Out late with people who I went to high school with and former neighbors and spouses--now up to go to an afternoon event somewhere else after brunch with the same people...

    Yes, the book will be splendid!


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