this is a draft of the first chapter of the psalms of captain saint lucifer (pcsl), the novel i'm at work on. i already posted the opening poem, bladed angel.

it makes me a little jittery to post it here, but i'll get over it.

i am again posting the material in gif format because there were no typographers present when html code was first written. so now it's all catchup.

i wanted, for some reason, to give you something of my feel of the composing experience. the text is in bernhart--i would have preferred the garamond condensed family, but no luck. barnhart is kind of interesting--some of the letters look like knots, and the ascenders & descenders have just a little bit of swash to them. sucky about em-dashes, though.

i have been writing pcsl in 14-point bernhart in a two-column format in word, which stopped me from breaking into poetry and kept me in prose. i like the pacing the two-column format produces. 14-point so i can see it.

captain saint lucifer's (lu's) journey inside me is an important one. he threatened to swallow me up at one point, but i escaped. as i said, fiction is revisionist history. that's what pcsl is, bits and trimmed chunks of experience and character and place, patchworky frankensteiny stuff. as history changes, the characters take on their own energy, their own independence. the story becomes a city in the air, and i am a pilgrim to and from.

please turn off your cell phones and pagers.

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the bits and pieces i've showed you from psalms of captain saint lucifer are beginning to get scattered. so here's a mini-billboard

august 9 note --here's "emmie"

bladed angel

1. a rose

2. life with aids

*. (asterisk)

-1. about magic

36. emmie