Month: February 2014
February 19, 2014 /

“I need sex for a clear complexion, but I’d rather do it for love.” Joan Crawford

February 18, 2014 /

God damn it, that’s where my tights went?!?

Listen, when Wolford hosiery is upwards of fifty dollars a pair and a La Perla bra and panty set will sent you back considerable coin it’s a given a girl gets a might peevish when their dainties disappear. I understand their ire. What makes it all worse is if the…

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February 17, 2014 /

If more politicians knew poetry, and more poets knew politics, I am convinced the world would be a little better place in which to live. JFK

February 17, 2014 /

Happiness lies not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort. FDR First Inaugural Address

February 17, 2014 /

A capacity, and taste, for reading, gives access to whatever has already been discovered by others. It is the key, or one of the keys, to the already solved problems. And not only so. It gives a relish, and facility, for successfully pursuing the [yet] unsolved ones. Abraham Lincoln

February 17, 2014 /

How am I? Inquire at your peril.

Now listen, I don’t know if it’s hormones, or the bulletin board covered with post-its I just constructed this weekend charting out my time between now and the release date of the book, June 1st, but DAMN poppets! There’s a lot to be done. I’m beginning to see why some…

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February 16, 2014 /

Aw, go on, it’s one of the most romantic movies ever made, and remade, and… Happy Valentine’s Weekend!

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February 16, 2014 /

Babies, do you Bossa Nova? Welcome to a new Beguiling reader and Happy Valentine’s Weekend!

February 16, 2014 /

A fine romance… Happy Valentine’s Weekend for an old friend of Beguiling, George Kaplan

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February 15, 2014 /

SINGING IN THE RAIN? | The Old Marlovian

You will find poetry here, and thoughtful conversation. Click on the candy-colored text: SINGING IN THE RAIN? | The Old Marlovian. *** An aside: I visited this set. A recreation of Kyoto for Memoirs of a Geisha nestled in the Agoura Hills with the blazing California light filtered through giant…

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