... there is no twist in any tail
I did see one great art Decemberlast.... in a children's ( age 7- 99) book ..
One image.... those ' stories' ...little butterflywingbirne nuggets of true stories sent out to save humanity....
But when that so called writer doesnt even have the manners to one-word a thanks...
too busy big-girlsing....
You know as i knew ...already " Orwellian" took on a true Wasteland meaning.....
that said, i cannot remember if Mister Elliot included one even slightest glimmer of 'hope' in his
The Waste Land can be viewed as a poem about brokenness and loss, and Eliot's
wittering...
there aint nothing but loss if childfluencers likely grant funded, no longer know to to be human...
but i adore fait accompli... it is free, actual, ' mindfulness' never mind holiday time: no bloody point, having lived
But i wouldnt even bother sticking a line in even the fullest reflections memoired one day about their rudeness
.... i already knew
from even more famous ...much more...childrens writers....
they dont care about ANYthing .... " Esti i want you to be photographed for the front cover of my next book... and then the artyfarty designer will scribble a beard on to your beautiful face..."
" ok Cat... we know a young woman photographer at the art college she likes our ferret zoo.....she setting out to yry and be a pro.......should we set up a photishoot with her... be great to showcase two young local women in one take.... "
" what a GREAT idea.... do it... we will pay her too..."
( no point even sharing stories with UK paid childworkers, as i have many times, saying to a child you will do something...and then not.... is in fact a form of child abuse... really screws their head for years...maybe even life...)