The recent surge of comet activity has sparked a resurgence of my owl nights and hazy mornings. Good grief, just when I had committed to NaNoWriMo and 50,000 words for November 2013. It is hard to focus on a disparate topic of poetic writing when I am currently dreaming of stars, shooting stars and space dust. Time to bring out the big guns!
Meantime, whatever This Mind dreams and This Heart loves, This Hand shall write on! The Party ISON! (Pun! Pun! Pun! lol.)
