Full fathom five thy father lies,
Of his bones are coral made,
Those are pearls that were his eyes,
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change,
into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell,
Hark! now I hear them, ding-dong bell.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Living a Better Story
Some thoughts on writing from Nick Hornby and Kid President whoisawesomeandijustdiscoveredhimomg!