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On the side of a hill in the deep forest green, tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground,
blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves washes the grave with silvery tears,
a soldier cleans and polishes a gun.
War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions, generals order their soldiers to kill
and to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Whispering it from the roof tops

Received something very nice in the mail today. Something that I'm not sure I can share yet. Not a sale, or an invite, but good news none-the-less. It certainly made me dance a little jig.

I'm pretty sure the person involved read this blog at least once before and left a comment about "readin' my blogroll and stealin' all my 's'es." You know who you are, you know what you said, thanks for the info. It made my week. It really did. Thanks.

Another step. Another milestone passed.

Soon the world will be mine! Oh, wait, that's the other plan.

2 comments:

Todd Wheeler said...

Hey, congrats! For, er, whatever it is.

It sure sounds nice.

Steve Buchheit said...

Thanks Todd. It is nice.. I just don't want to say what it is for fear of jinxing it, but I'm still vibrating from it.

Maybe I can get away with saying that it was a personal note on something. Not a rejection letter (I could share that, and have before). I'm in new territory on this one. Another milestone passed (it maybe a small one compared to other author's milestones and goals, but it's one I had never the less, I might have more detailed plans than others).