all's well that ends well

Finally got around to watching this Huffington Post interview with Michael Emerson. Really I don't think the man could be any more adorable, or there would be some kind of law against it. (Shakespeare, gay rights, smoke monster, embarrassing kissing of one's own wife on TV: half an hour of utterly charming.)

Happy Mother's Day to me. *goes back to writing*

HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME

Story's up; came in at just over 1100 words, which is super-short for me.

A Heap of Broken Images, which is another of those working titles that made it through to the final version. Root and Harold and the Fisher King, blasted lands and castle towers and the usual amounts of landscape and botanical imagery.

I had the, um, root of the idea a long time ago, but it came together when I realized that Ms. Groves thinks she's Galahad and the Machine is the Holy Grail. Or that made sense to me; dunno if it will to anyone else. *shrugs*