Do the whole set of comments AND SUBMIT (not save!) w/out hitting the XLINE tab. Use XLINE only once the review is complete and submitted.
XLINE is nice, but it was patched in afterward and wasn't part of whatever req'ment=>analysis=>design process they used (formal, semi-, in-, or un-).
No, make it some detail inside the mouth or nose, where they have to open it up and look--carefully, for tho' you'd have said that head was dead, for its owner dead was he, it stood on its neck with a smile well-bred and bowed three####################################################it still reacts to Behira.
The turtle lives twixt plated decks
Which practically conceal its sex.
I think it clever of the turtle
In such a fix, to be so fertile.
---O. Nash
So either Jaylene was not most sincerely dead, but only mostly dead, or else her resurrection involves death magic? But the only death magic we've seen has involved dead matter acting as though it were alive.
One seems sure: there are mysteries yet unfathom'd at the Earthwound.
"Spell him well" was your own usage at one point, when Anver was recovering but did not want to use magic for the purpose.
No, Collins succumbed to opium addiction. (In =The Moonstone= there is a character revealed near the end to be caught between painful, terminal cancer and the painkiller he uses to remain functional.)
Good add. Do they have to spell Tazar well?
Now ....
If Behira's power couldn''t raise Jaylene, does that mean that Alda is someone else's conduit? Not Behira's big sister, surely?
But the original version had Jaylene feeling Saundon's hot breath. Hmm.
-Edit-- Does Zyrtec worship the informational Saundon?
When you have this done (and not before) you should read =The Moonstone= by Wilkie Collins. Not quite a detective story, so Poe comes first, but the first true mystery novel--and a whale of a story. It's a shame that Collins, like Mozart, died young.
I meant to say that I did not find a link to his site on this site, thus I wasn't duplicating info. But I might have done something erroneously.
Thank whoever left the link for me to find. Might have been the Blogfather, Glenn Harlan Reynolds.
I don't know where I found Dan Koboldt's site but Google didn't find the site name here, so I'm guessing it was somewhere else. There are a lot of articles--over 60--on everything from viruses to the history of warfare and medieval occupations open to women. They're not very deep, but they seem good enough to make the writer smarter. And it looks like a new article is added every few weeks.
Sealed with ***wax?
I've finally got Dianen into the story. All that work, and she's dead before the story begins. (No KH, no need to comment. Mind your own earwax. 
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See the entry for The Hamster.
You're welcome.
Sometimes that works for me. Sometimes it doesn't. When I'm thinking at multiple levels about my topic, it doesn't work. To make matters worse, I'm using WYSIWYG (Waht You See Is ALL you Get) and after the experience of an efficient, moded text editor, that's a constant source of digital (as in finger) frustration.
I've got about 2100 words on paper for the next (half?) chapter with Nikkano and Erevain. It's finally close to what I want. I need to get about 9 hours of sleep, then I'll type it up and see how it looks. I type around 17 wpm, so it's a 2+ hour job. If it doesn't look too bad I'll put it up.
ComputerWorld magazine, now online as computerworld.com, has a daily column called The Shark Tank (link at the bottom of their homepage). I suggest you take it in small doses.
Oh, at one time the rinkworks Computer Stupidities page included this:
"You will read stories in this file that will convince you that among the human race are human-shaped artichokes futilely attempting to break the highly regarded social convention that vegetables should not operate electronic equipment. And yet, amidst the vast, surging quantities of stupidity are perfectly excusable technological mishaps - but that are amusing nonetheless. After all, even the best of us engages in a little brainless folly every once in a while."
... I would still go more for the odd couple of Kermit and Miss Piggy and (s)he is still jealous of my singing, lol, as noted earlier. ...
Never argue with anything bigger than you can lift?
Star Trek, (ToS) episode Let That Be Your Last Battlefield.
In the movie it was given to Galadriel, in the opening. But in the books it's in the near-final scenes, as Treebeard says the he does not think they will meet again--to Galadriel, I think. But I'm not at all sure about that.
Those words belonged in the original to Treebeard, I think.
With Bach, there's more to it than that. He represented a style going out of fashion, and people were accustomed to hearing that style as old and fusty, and were not disposed to give it a proper hearing. Composition and keyboard students knew differently, but much of Bach's other works were forgotten, and just a fraction were discovered and saved.
I have somewhere an LP that was advertised as The Last Concert of the Modern Jazz Quartet. The first cut opens with a dialogue between the piano and the vibraphone, a dialogue that is a note-for-note quote of the subject of the second contrapunctus of Bach's Art of the Fugue, a massive, abstract, work, Bach's unfinished Last Testament to posterity.
I think it cuts a little deeper than that. He's right about the disconnect. How many people today are reading =Stranger in a Strange Land= or the =Foundation= series, much less =The Demolished Man=? Or even Le Guin?
And I think part of what he writes links to, and maybe was influenced by, Tolkien's essay =On Fairy Stories=. (I might not have the title quite right.) The uncanny may be marvelous and inviting, but it is parlous nevertheless. Can we read the collections of the Grimm brothers with the same emotional connection that our grandparents had?
In the cover notes for an LP recorded and pressed behind the Iron Curtain, E. Power Biggs wrote of Bach's audiences and first hearers, "privileged beyond their comprehension."
I'll have to read the new posting at least two more times before commenting on it. I'm a very visual creature and I'll need that to interpret it.
Cool and clear and sudden as a bird sings in the grey ...
Or Anti-Couple.
And I'm having a glut of large-plot ideas pour in now. I'm recording them while trying to do immediate tasks. And I owe a bunch of reviews. Let's see if I can do four or five tonight.
On a purely practical level, a discussion which converges on a few possible solutions is more likely to convince Sol & Co to change things that a discussion in which analysis of proposed solutions leads to criticism of each other's motives, approaches, attitudes and alma maters.
(Ducks.)
