science fiction, new weird, old weird, very weird - and everything else
not always save for work. never nice.
"Now," Kamp said. "Well. What have you been doing since I saw you last?"
Glass said: "Nothing. You been doing anything?"
Kamp said: "No, not really."
Well, good to have that settled.
Btw, last night I dreamed about trying to re-write the last, long chapter of Dhalgren (which I haven't even read yet) into a palindrome poem that can be read forwards and backwards.
It was rather bad.