October 4, 2020October 4, 2020 Tetman CallisTetman Callis 0 Comments 7:23 am Categories: Lit & Crit “Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.” – Sylvia Plath Post navigation Previous Previous post: Next Next post: Leave a ReplyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name Email Website Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Tetman CallisTetman Callis 0 Comments 6:50 am “Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp’d, doth burn the heart to cinders where it is.” – William Shakespeare, Titus Andronicus ... Read FullRead Full
Ask Julius, he knowsAsk Julius, he knows Tetman CallisTetman Callis 0 Comments 6:26 am “Every plot has room for an assassin or two.” – Deb Olin Unferth, “Your Character” ... Read FullRead Full
Especially having to apologize for it laterEspecially having to apologize for it later Tetman CallisTetman Callis 0 Comments 6:12 am “It’s what musicians do when they don’t know what to do anymore. They take out a wineglass or a handkerchief ... Read FullRead Full