Molt
A familiar type but unfamiliar, the leaves dance nameless in light and wind through most of a coffee. They dance when word, a name from elsewhere, slips from [read more...]
Musings
City notes
Odd thoughts in a new environment. Practicing buses Today, after a couple hours of early housekeeping, I ventured into brilliant sun to try the bus route to [read more...]
Dreaming on a shoestring
I had started for Montevideo in the early days of 2020. Started in the sense that I had signed a contract for sale of my home and shucked most of my [read more...]
Mothership connection
The way has opened for interrupted plans. Not only did barriers fall, but there is a deadline by which change must happen. Suddenly, there is no time to waste. [read more...]
Pivot
It’s good to be drawing again. The going is slow because, as with everything else, there are limits now where once it seemed there were none. Eyes, back, [read more...]
An appeal: please buy a postcard
Stikmantica really needs funding help right now, both specifically to see the book in progress, Dzadefve oa Charls’m (The Song of Worlds), into print, [read more...]
Please do not call me #2
As threatened, the second vent of three. Please do not call me a genius. I get called this a lot. There is no basis for it, and yet it happens. It happened [read more...]
Please do not call me #1
From the desk of Robert Stikmanz, here is the first of three screeds on a match. The next two are in development. Look for a return to positive thoughts after [read more...]
Resistible offer
A few days ago an individual enamored of the Dvarsh script approached me with what he considered a reasonable proposal. He offered $50 for me to create a [read more...]
Déjà nu all over again
Second draft of Dzadefve oa Charls’m (The Song of Worlds) is all marked up to make a third. For a big step, there is little to show besides pencil on [read more...]
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