I keep waiting for things to get back down to whelming, but they stay at overwhelming.

The Cloud Maze. “ An Excursion in Dimension A Climb Though the Firmament; There Is No Beginning There Is No End Enter Where You Please Leave When You Wish Have No Fear of Falling

How are you managing to keep everyone from aging?” Celia asks after a while. “Very carefully,” Marco answers.

I wished for her,” he says.

I cannot let a place that is so important to so many people fade away. Something that is wonder and comfort and mystery all together that they have nowhere else. If you had that, wouldn't you want to keep it?

I draft quickly and then revise, a lot.

The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not.