Night-time rubbish

I have fulfilled my deep-seated need to be incoherent. I don't mind being clear as long as I am barely understood. Call it a special gift of mine.

This is a bit of the novel I am writing, and is very unlikely to make sense to anyone. There are references to earlier occurences within the story, and to old songs; the ballad of True Thomas and the song of Bloduewedd*.

A good question is why I have put it here, if I don't think people will read it, understand it or enjoy it. The answer is, I was right about the effects of public lj exposure on my ability to edit. The pressure of the invisible audience made me kick it into shape. It is still a purple-prose fairy tale cos that is the nature of the beast, but I have at least cleaned it up a bit.

( Meanwhile, near the end of the book... )

*Copyright and intellectual property of Debbie Gallagher May 2005, all rights reserved, etc, etc.

*OK, got that wrong; the references here are to Hanes Bloduewedd and Mercutio's Mab speech. The True Thomas ref is in the bit I didn't put up. I really am too tired!