My Cardboard Balcony

So it is late and I am le tired after watching my sister do marvelously in She Stoops To Conquer (She played the lead female!), so I am going to break down my thoughts for the week in bullet points. Ready, go. - The hot word right now is not election , at least not to me. The hot word in my book is copyright. While SOPA and PIPA were indefinitely postponed (jooooooy!), the Supreme Court recently ruled that it's okay for Congress to bring foreign work out of the public domain and back into copyright status. While as a writer, I'm all for copyright and such - is it really the government's place to re-copyright stuff and ultimately risk perpetual copyright fees? Lots of art venues rely on public domain works like plays, musicals, and symphonies to thrive. It's spreading the work, not hurting it. But maybe I'm just too flexible with that kind of stuff. I like to think I'm right, though. Don't we all? - I got hooked up for two interviews: One for an instructi

Pulse... by Belinda Roddie Energy pulses. Pulses, throbs, from the mountains overlooking snowy fields. Energy flies. Higher than the plane that shatters clouds into a million tiny pieces that scuttle through the air and melt on red horizon. Energy never dies. See the little creature sleeping in the folds and scars of my fortune teller hands. How warm, it sends a golden shaft through my skull and holes are dug where we seldom go to see a new dimension on the sea. Energy never dies. The work you see here has not been edited nor altered since Spring 2007.

On the runway were three jet planes. One was missing a wing. A pilot sat in one that had run out of fuel. Oil was scarce these days, and no mechanic bothered with the old corporate machines anymore. Everything had their own projectile with added engine and choice of oil or alternative energy product. The pilot was still wearing his uniform, twisting the braid on his cap. He remembered days with sashaying stewardesses, safety announcements, and blank-eyed passengers. He remembered flying. He remembered power.