One morning, as I woke from disturbing dreams, I discovered that while in bed I had been changed to a cute and cuddly cat. I lay on my warm and furry back, as I lifted my head up a little, my soft black tummy stretched out and vulnerable. At this size the blanket, nearly engulfing me completely, seemed very huge and thick. My hairy paws, so dainty and cute to go with the rest of me, curled and flexed before…
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I had an interesting comment come up in my moderation queue, and I’m trying to determine if it’s real or not. The post is my Matrix stereogram. The comment is this: Not the Wind, Not the Flag Two monks were arguing about a flag. One said: `The flag is moving.’ The other said: `The wind is moving.’ The sixth patriach happened to be passing by. He told them: `Not the wind, not the flag; mind is moving.’ Mumon’s Comment: The…
This is what I’m working on right now—a cartoon cover for Suz deMello’s Seducing the Hermit. The hermit is the hero of the book. He’s the one being run over by the heroine driving the Volkswagen bug. Only twice have I seen this technique work—that is, this technique of running down with your car the person of your desire. Once was in another book, only I can’t remember offhand which book it was. The heroine is rushing somewhere, to a…