Library Break
I’m still here, and all is well. I’ve drifted into what I might call an extended library break, which is inevitable from time to time, since I write, draw, and play in a room that contains three thousand books. Authors open at the moment where natural light best reaches them are Thoreau, Leopardi, Dante, and Rachel Carson. Along with my thanks, this note comes with a quiet confession. Immediately upon […]
William Michaelian 