Posted by Dean McMillan on September 29, 1999 at 14:53:02:
In Reply to: In the Ruins posted by David Pierce on September 03, 1999 at 21:06:13:
In my latest email reply to David Pierce, I wrote:
:>"...I blame no one, but--for me--the 2-party exchange has all the appeal of drill-involved dentistry..."
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Err...by that I meant "2-party SYSTEM," as in the politics of (what amounts to) our Liberal versus Conservative choice of government.
When somewhat belatedly it dawned on me the statement was ambiguous. Which may be why my clarifying follow-up was bounced by your server. ...Hence, this sincere (if public) remedy.
Just so you know, I'm flipped by this Last Mage Standing gig you've got going here on the bbs. Keep it coming.
And do keep working on the novel; I can't imagine how it is I should beat you into print. You are the better writer, David. My own ham handed tries are meager, by comparison.
Be well,
--Dean
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: Curious,how loud this place seems now that everyone's gone...my voice comes to me in shouts. But I am the only one to hear it. There about me, ranged like empty houses, are the posts of all who were here: Dean's sound stage, Willem's stone house by the river, Drusilla's dance hall. Vladi's vast apartment. Terry's cupola. Nick's teetering flat. Where is the Creator? Why am I alone? The Creator is gone to the New World, and his children have followed, capering round his heels. The New World: a place in the clouds where the children, properly decked in their signatures and icons like yuppie mountain bikers in the obligatory spandex and mushroom helmets, lean across their personal clouds of repose and spiel to another lengthy name tales, idle musings, puckish rantings, coquettish asides...with nary a mention of the Old One in whose honor the place was created. Here, however, the name of that One is writ large on every wall, gable and chimney, though I am the only one to see it. Unless the zombie vampyres come...fell thought! I must gather all that is good here and bear it to my great library in the hills....