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Sunday, 27 September 2009
Friday, 25 September 2009
Micro Horror needs help
Nathan Rosen is one of the most encouraging editors in the e-zine world. I'm not just saying that because of this wonderful trophy - he really is a very caring man and he's in financial straits. This could mean the closure of the mag. but more than that for himself and his wife.
The problem has been medical bills apparently. It is unconscionable that in a so-called civilised country, a man should face ruin because of illness in the family. That is a real horror story!
In this country we should value our National Health Service above all other things.
The banks' dodgy dealings have not only stolen our pensions and our savings. They even threaten livelihoods and lives.
What price the wealth of the few?
The health of the many.
Not good enough damn it!
I appeal on Nathan's behalf. Go to www.microhorror.com and donate a few dollars if you can.
Thursday, 24 September 2009
My Writing Room
This is where I do my work including editing EDP. It looks out into the back garden and through to our little conservatory. Not a bad place to work :)
Monday, 21 September 2009
Two new poems up today
I have two poems online today!
The Trouble with Turquoise at http://www.bostonliterarymagazine.com/fall09poetry.html#fall09turquoise.html and
Fret at http://bewilderingstories.com/issue354/fret.html
The Trouble with Turquoise at http://www.bostonliterarymagazine.com/fall09poetry.html#fall09turquoise.html and
Fret at http://bewilderingstories.com/issue354/fret.html
Thursday, 17 September 2009
I agree with Nick Ozment
“Jobless recovery?” Sounds like an oxymoron, doesn’t it?
It sure does to working folks like you and me. Those two words really illustrate our government’s priorities: we are “recovering” as long as Wall Street corporations are doing better. To all those jobless people, it doesn’t look like much of a recovery.
Government numbers can be very misleading. Why has inflation barely moved these past four years? The inflation number the Federal Reserve reports does not include food or gas costs. That number is only relevant to Wall Street corporations—which indicates who our government really serves, doesn’t it? For the rest of us, the number is practically meaningless. Do you use gas? Do you eat? You know that those costs have gone through the roof the past four years and soak up a much larger slice of your dwindling budget! But who’s your politician going to listen to: you, or the corporations that funnel hundreds of thousands of dollars into their campaign war chests?
How about the current jobless rate of 9.7%? Politicians say, “Well, at least we’re nowhere near the 23% of the Great Depression.” Well, ummm… If that number is calculated the way it was during the Depression, it comes to 19% (which includes people who have given up and are no longer actively searching, as well as people who want to work full-time but can only get part-time employment). If you don’t manipulate the numbers, our unemployment rate is right now close to what it was during the Depression. But of course we live in a reality now where people can, with a straight face, speak of a “jobless recovery”—which is only a recovery for people who are so rich they don’t need jobs.
Well said, Nick
It sure does to working folks like you and me. Those two words really illustrate our government’s priorities: we are “recovering” as long as Wall Street corporations are doing better. To all those jobless people, it doesn’t look like much of a recovery.
Government numbers can be very misleading. Why has inflation barely moved these past four years? The inflation number the Federal Reserve reports does not include food or gas costs. That number is only relevant to Wall Street corporations—which indicates who our government really serves, doesn’t it? For the rest of us, the number is practically meaningless. Do you use gas? Do you eat? You know that those costs have gone through the roof the past four years and soak up a much larger slice of your dwindling budget! But who’s your politician going to listen to: you, or the corporations that funnel hundreds of thousands of dollars into their campaign war chests?
How about the current jobless rate of 9.7%? Politicians say, “Well, at least we’re nowhere near the 23% of the Great Depression.” Well, ummm… If that number is calculated the way it was during the Depression, it comes to 19% (which includes people who have given up and are no longer actively searching, as well as people who want to work full-time but can only get part-time employment). If you don’t manipulate the numbers, our unemployment rate is right now close to what it was during the Depression. But of course we live in a reality now where people can, with a straight face, speak of a “jobless recovery”—which is only a recovery for people who are so rich they don’t need jobs.
Well said, Nick
Monday, 14 September 2009
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
Morpeth a year on
This time last year, torrential rain caused extensive flooding in the North East town of Morpeth. Cars floated down The Wansbeck, people were evacuated, homes were ruined and historic buildings damaged.
Since then the town has made a remarkable recovery and once more the river is a tame and pleasant companion to this ancient, pretty, market town.
Just this afternoon I met a total stranger in Morrisons and we had a most interesting conversation about literature, C.S.Lewis to Bill Bryson through Asimov - shocking the things that go in these supermarkets! :)
Anyway, this one is for
The Wansbeck
Water seeps through thirteenth century walls,
inundating present gift-shop stalls.
The Chantry sings the river’s song.
That sanguine stream that snaked its way through town
drowns years in minutes. Snake turned serpent-bound,
joins in singing the river’s song.
Untamable, it finds its torrents course
and hungry for possession, takes by force.
Still louder grows the river’s song.
Be gone, it sings, litter my banks no more.
I will flow freely where I’ve flowed before
and you will learn the river’s strong.
© Oonah V Joslin 2008
Since then the town has made a remarkable recovery and once more the river is a tame and pleasant companion to this ancient, pretty, market town.
Just this afternoon I met a total stranger in Morrisons and we had a most interesting conversation about literature, C.S.Lewis to Bill Bryson through Asimov - shocking the things that go in these supermarkets! :)
Anyway, this one is for
The Wansbeck
Water seeps through thirteenth century walls,
inundating present gift-shop stalls.
The Chantry sings the river’s song.
That sanguine stream that snaked its way through town
drowns years in minutes. Snake turned serpent-bound,
joins in singing the river’s song.
Untamable, it finds its torrents course
and hungry for possession, takes by force.
Still louder grows the river’s song.
Be gone, it sings, litter my banks no more.
I will flow freely where I’ve flowed before
and you will learn the river’s strong.
© Oonah V Joslin 2008
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