Cross your fingers for me!

I finished a query letter for a novel I finished editing Saturday, and I submitted it to a prestigious New York literary agency. I really hope this goes well, and felt it worth sharing with my fellow writers. =)
TTFN

wwht... on Lock Down!

Recently I've discovered that the internet is, indeed, a frightening place. You never can tell who someone really is when they're sitting behind a monitor.

I've run across some pretty bizarre behavior recently and, I'm sad to say, because of it I have to lock down wwht...

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river

It must be very easy for you

to always play to the river,

to just brush it all aside,

at the final moment.

Like running a hand through your thick, dark hair

before another chip is thrown.

Do you see me as I see me?

An equal player, deserving of my buy in?

I can match you, I won't fold.

I hardly proceed with trepidation.

So then, how is it so easy?

Is it the game you like to play?

Is it in the cards you draw

from your magicians wrist?

That flick of the wrist

so quick

so slight

and you're gone, poof.

And I'm left applying glue

to your house of cards.

Why does it get prolonged so?

We should have folded

and backed away from the table

but we get so involved, it becomes a disgusting display

and we always play

to the river.

GREETINGS ALL!

Just letting you all know I'm still around!
I have some news about myself I thought I'd share.
As of a couple days ago, I have completed the first draft of my book entitled "Death By Mistress"!
I'm excited to have finally finished it, and am working on editing and rewriting.
Now, I just have to find a publisher worthy of my talent. (LOL)
Hope ya'll have a wonderful superbowl Sunday!

D.

f(r)iend

A wrinkle on your finely tailored shirt,

A fly on your vast white-washed wall.

Fine, I'll sit and behave and merely observe, as usual.

Don't boast to me anymore, however

Don't lift yourself to heavenly heights that you cannot possibly reach.

Don't become the despised and hated one.

Remember, I'm observing

It may be a mere gesture

but its usefulness extends beyond

what your narrow mind is capable of.

You can drink all the wine you'd like

flaunt your so-so society wares and

fake it all, if you want

just stop doing it in front of me.

I have my ways.

I never pretended to be nice.

It may come back to you, ten fold.