Dear Readers

I suppose I should pay more attention to these things, but with so many words pouring out of so many screens, wouldn’t that be arrogant, or at least vainglorious?

I’ve made some tentative steps toward a return to part time study, to finish that degree I never got around to finishing, and was going to announce that I’d be moderating my poem a day habit, but the poems keep making their demands. As I’ve said elsewhere - poetry is an affliction.

Meanwhile, my next book will be coming out in October, a humorous tale of a dog, a postman and a chicken, with cute illustrations throughout. It will be called, “Sweet Christmas!”, and should make a fine gift, after you’ve read it of course.