At first I was blogging everyday, but I don't do that anymore. It varies; sometimes I'll write these little essays and other times political commentaries. Other times it'll just be new work that I'm doing.
Stephen Vincent BenetWhen Daniel Boone goes by at night The phantom deer arise And all lost, wild America Is burning in their eyes.
Stephen Vincent BenetBooks are not men and yet they are alive. They are man's memory and his aspiration, the link between his present and his past, the tools he builds with.
Stephen Vincent BenetRemember that when you say "I will have non of this exile and this stranger for his face is not like my face and his speech is strange," you have denied America with that word.
Stephen Vincent Benet