Here at Lewd Cognoscenti we like to consider ourselves writers. Everyone on the staff has long harbored dreams of some sort of literary accolades, or at the very least putting a novel into print.
Well, there’s this idea that talking plant and I have been batting about for awhile, and the other day the concept of putting it into a novel came up and quickly became a necessary evil for us to attempt; truthfully I think it’s just another damn good excuse to engage in a little friendly competition and in the process spur each other into actually writing a book.
As such, it will be available as a work in progress here on the site, one of our glorious pages. The working title is effortlessly drifting, and talking plant gets full credit for that, I think it’s a hell of a title myself. At any rate, there are a couple blurbs already available for reading, and more will be appearing as they are completed. Enjoy.
Oh yeah . . . here’s the link.
March 2nd, 2006 at 6:42 pm
V. Nice.
March 2nd, 2006 at 9:16 pm
O.K. I’m hooked. What’s in the danged box? As a reader, it is the same as in my dreams: In turn, I am Jonah, I am Henry, I am Betta, and I am whatever it is that is in that box. Ohmygod. I think I get it. You as writer(s) are showing me who I am.
And if, as the Australian aborigines say, we all dream together, you are showing us all who we are, and what we might become?
March 2nd, 2006 at 10:03 pm
Go for it! I’m interested!!! Please, please don’t leave us dangling!