...for my sonnet. It should be among the Random Highbrow entries shortly.
So far today has been all work and no play. I just mailed off an application that I'd been dragging my heels on. I also mailed a hefty package of work. I crossed my fingers as it went out the door. It's on its own now.
Though I only glimpsed at the literary sites today, this bit about Nabokov's last unpublished manuscript caused me to pause. What should you do with work that you don't want anyone to see? How do you see to its future?
That's it for a few days. I'm taking off. I'll post again on Monday.