The perfect soundtrack/antidote to a dreary, chilly day spent inside copy editing.
I imagine that it would be a wonderful soundtrack for other purposes, too, but that’s its purpose today, chez René.
I know I haven’t been updating the blog in a few days. Real life intrudes obnoxiously sometimes.
You hear all the best birds at 4:00 in the morning. Olivier Messiaen would love our south-city songbirds.
Today I added several links to the Links to Published Writing page, gussied up various pages with some new uploaded photos, and created a new catch-all page for unpublished writing. It’s called Odd Unpublished Things and contains, of all things, odd unpublished things: from a spate of fever-fueled DVD reviews to the last poem I ever finished, when I was an undergraduate in college.
This blogging bidness is a laborious task for a compulsive person with terrible completist tendencies tempered with paralyzing self-doubt, but I guess I can’t make a decent blog in one day, even if I do keep teenage vampire hours.
I will strive to be more interesting in the future. Thank you for reading, all three of you.
For at least 10 years, well-meaning people have been telling me that I need a blog. For professional reasons. Seeing as how I call myself a freelance writer. Sometimes these well-meaning people even put me on the spot and ask me where they can read my so-called writing. I just wave airily and say, “Oh, you could always google René Spencer Saller, and see what comes up.”
In truth, I mostly hate blogs, and it seemed very likely that I would hate my own, if I had one. But early this morning, plagued by insomnia, I thought, well, why not? It’s free, after all, and it’s easier if everything is organized in one place.
So far all I’ve done is upload a bunch of links. They’re all on the Links to Published Writing page above, haphazardly organized. Click at your peril.
I am also a freelance editor, but that’s far too boring to write about. I’m fairly good at it, and I’ve been doing it professionally for more than 20 years now.