Your Editor-in-Chief (moi, of course) will be secluded for the next five days in this castle just a few miles from the Towers that are A Word with You Press. Like another Leonard Cohen song:
Had to do time in the tower, beggin’ my crazy to quit.
Co-editor Derek Thompson will be posting stories for our contest until my escape, assisted by the loverly Candace and Bronwyn, our current interns.
Just want to remind you that each contestant is allowed three entries. I would also like to ask all of you invite one friend to enter the contest so that our numbers swell in proportion to the ego of the editor-in-chief (already disclosed)…
The castle…might be the location of the writer’s retreat we are planning for this summer…just sayin.
And here are a few pics from our new city:
Maypole dancers at Moscow fair
Polling your leg dancer
Poltergeist dancer going aloft
Editor in chief at his usual polling place
My prison for the next five days in the Moscow Hills. I will hopefully be eating my words–oops!–curds– and having my whey!
8 thoughts on ““I’ll be speaking to you softly from a window in the Tower of Song” (L. Cohen)”
Shackles and chains go a long way towards curbing the spare tire. Ask if they have a room key to take care of that.
One bit of advice for those who visit the castle: Keep your head.
Ah enjoy your own “wonderland” where ever you sit down.
Now that we’ve established (again) that you are quite the vanilla nut. I can say that I miss you again, and promise to make another submission before the deadline. Where are my frickin’ postcards!? I gave you stamps for 20 postcards. I know you’re just trying to make me mad enough to go up there and get them my dang self. Enjoy your time in the tower!
mebbe time to make the switch to decaf?
That means we’re co-ed after all. And explains the wardrobe…
You’re so funny! You are bringing sexy back?
I hope your time in the castle passes with ease, and you’re only a stone’s throw from coming down out of the tower and back to the streets of Moscow.