Published on Friday, March 5, 2010 by admin An Exhibition of work and readings from some of SL's most popular poets. Friday Flawnt Alchemi - 1pm SLT at the Bookstacks Performance Space Morgue McMillan - 1:30pm SLT - Outside Milk Wood Library Rosemary Serenity 1:45pm SLT -  at Storybook Dell Stosh Quartz - 2:00 - 2:30 pm SLT - at the Stone Circle Kezhen Yheng - 2:30-3pm  slt - at the Stone Circle Sa...

Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010 by Flawnt Certainty? In this world nothing is certain, except death and taxes. (Ben Franklin) Ms Flawnt is reading Sexual Personae by Camille Paglia, a controversial thinker and scholar, who writes about the difference between the Apollonian elements of our lives (anything related to the mind and air) and the Chthonic (or Dionysian) elements (related to the body and the Ea...

Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010 by Flawnt The miracle in question was only performed to hasten the operation, under circumstances of present necessity, which required it. -Ben Franklin Finished that belated, beloved, beleaguering NaNoWriMo contest at 50,267 words. What can I say: thanks to the divine. Amen to my mom and dad. Blessings to the organisers. Yiiipppeeehs and Yaya-cries to the other writers and ...

Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010 by Flawnt "Remember not only to say the right thing in the right place, but far more difficult still, to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment." - Ben Franklin Some people think that ff, Flawnt’s signature, stands for “fearless Finn”. This week, Virtual Writers, Inc. sent ff as a correspondent into the thick of the NaNoWriMo battle, which is waged all over ...

Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010 by Flawnt “That Quantity that is sufficient, the Stomach can perfectly concoct and digest, and it sufficeth the due Nourishment of the Body.” - Ben Franklin Quantity. Oh my, my first week of NaNoWriMo comes to a creaking close. I open my browser in the morning to check last night’s word count: I haven’t been dreaming it - it stands solidly at 16,595 words. When ...

Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010 by Flawnt “You may delay but time will not.” (Ben Franklin) I’m sitting outside in front of our weekend house, and it is freezing cold. I wear four layers: undershirt, shirt, sweater, jacket, and I have slung a blanket around my legs. I look like I ought to look like: sitting in front of a lifeless piece of electronic editing equipment, staring at the blank screen. I s...

Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010 by Flawnt "Eat to please thyself, but dress to please others." Benjamin Franklin Folxs, I'm going to get deep on you today. Why? 'Cause I feel like it. 'Cause I've been ill lately and illness deepens the man: in his pajamas, he circles the world lightning-fast, setting fire to unbuilt houses, tearing down edifices held high in everybody's mind. My topic today: identity. a...

Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010 by Flawnt “Hide not your talents. They for use were made. What's a sundial in the shade.” (Benjamin Franklin) I must admit that I’m a little lost in thought today, lost in translation between the world I know and I’m used to, the world of flash fiction, and another world that I would like to enter, but I don’t know if I can get my fat head through the door: the ...

Published on Thursday, January 14, 2010 by Flawnt "Every accent, every emphasis, every modulation of voice, was so perfectly well turned and well placed, that, without being interested in the subject, one could not help being pleased with the discourse; a pleasure of much the same kind with that received from an excellent piece of music." Benjamin Franklin Really, I meant to write more about the colourf...

Published on Wednesday, January 13, 2010 by Flawnt Harriet Gausman whose real name I don't know, unless that is her real name and there is no other Harriet Gausman in the known universe, asked me to write a column, a regular column, a piece of blog, a wooden log, for this esteemed online journal. Now, as those of you who know me, know, I am never short of words, only inches. In the last (and first) Milk Wood newsle...