The Perspective View

That’s me. At the back. No, further back. Can’t you see me waving?

This is where I talk about myself, and eventually collect the stuff I don’t consider as ephemeral as the rest, and mention Responders long after they’ve forgotten. All in no particular order.

Me

Not to be confused with Me Me Me, which is further down.

Publications, pieces for Publications and other grouping arrangements.

Bedroom Time Machine;

Pieces for The Weekly Knob;

Mosaic Playbill;

100-word stories.


Finding humour in events that are not at all funny

It should not be necessary to say this. It really should not.

One day there may be a Part 3.


Laughing in the face of fear

It’s not nice.

They are not nice.

And as for him… There’s more of Me Me Me in this than I intended. In fact it’s all Me Me Me: “Look what I did! See how clever I am!” Does that sound familiar?

I considered moving this from LITFOF to Me Me Me, but as time passed the Fear only got worse.

The wise and thoughtful Alexainie read this piece and quietly made my day.





The Perspective View — credits

The image at the top won me a CD signed by one of its participants. 
I had the pic printed on a T-shirt and wore it to the next event I could reach where said pen-wielding participant was playing, and collected another signature. I got myself signed by a star...
Picture components: NASA, Jefferson Airplane. Collage: me. Yes, I know the lighting angles are wrong.

Autographs: Paul Kantner, 1941–2016 — a cantankerous old sod, a gentleman.