Don’t know how or what to say here except what I used for a description, which goes something like: best way I can think to give a potential reader an idea is to pick up the word, ‘vignette’ and consider it a prime candidate; maybe a bunch of vignettes, a string of vignettes a wandering lens comes to while meandering. I checked the Adult Content only because of one six-page piece which utilizes no explicitness but a few brief instances might come across a bit vivid. Oh and a very small spoonful of f-bombs, that hopefully serve the whole.
For the followers: followers who’ve followed this humble blog focusing mostly on my loose ways with poetry for a couple years might recognize some of the material I decided to call the contents for The First Book of Yuck. The one about the crows in the fog and the one with warblers and the one with the guy coming into the kitchen to have his woman.
Well I don’t know if I’ll ever be much of a writer but I know I’m a terrible salesman so I’ll shut up here and maybe go for a walk or rake a few leaves and try not to obsess over potential flaws.