Allen Ginsberg Exercise #7

Sitting on a soft surface, a metallic object on my knees that emits sounds into a darkened room. Other songs outside and the low patter of rain.

In the guesthouse's living room, listening to the maids clear out some of the tables. They say it will rain all day.

Nose itches but I don't have to lift hands to block sneeze.

Picos Gêmeos on Wattpad

I've decided to create a sister blog to this journal on Wattpad.  I'll be republishing some of the pieces I posted here earlier in 2014 and including future ones to both sites.

I've mentioned before what a nice site Wattpad is for writers. I've been meeting more and more people over there and some of them are using it as a place for their blogs, so instead of trying to convince them all to get LJs I've decided to post my public entries there as well as here.

The first entry is exclusive to Wattpad: 20 answers about me, myself and I.  Just a nice way for new friends to get to know me a little better. Maybe some of the answers will even be new to you?

Feel free to tag yourself and do the same!