Honesty Is As Rare As A Man

I Have Fallen In Love With American Names, The Sharp, Gaunt Names That Never Get Fat.

The Art Finds Kingdoms In A Foot Of Ground.

We Do Not Fight For The Real But For Shadows We Make. A Flag Is A Piece Of Cloth And A Word Is A Sound, But We Make Them Something Neither Cloth Nor A Sound, Totems Of Love And Hate, Black Sorcery-stones.

Ironically The Blog Has Re-opened The Essay As A Good Form For Me. I Like To Look And Make Commentary! If I Sense My Essays Are Good, I Try To Resubmit To Another Place In Pulp And Several Of Them Have Been Variously Published In Newspapers And Magazines.

I Have Fallen In Love With American Names, The Sharp Names That Never Get Fat, The Snakeskin-titles Of Mining-claims, The Plumed War-bonnet Of Medicine Hat, Tucson And Deadwood And Lost Mule Flat.