You’ll have noticed, no doubt, that I’ve been a little quiet on the blogging front for the past few weeks.\u00a0That’s mainly because of two other writing projects that have been taking up a lot of time. The first of these is something that I can’t talk too openly about just now, but is extremely exciting and if all goes well (and there’s no reason to believe it won’t) I should be able to talk about in around a year or so. The second is something which has now come fully to fruition and is available to buy right now.<\/p>\n
Know Your Words<\/a><\/strong> is a collection of poems by three previously-unpublished poets, being me and fellow lexonauts Del Des Anges and Amy Kreines. Published through Lulu.com, it’s 170 pages of yummy poetic goodness and I’m hugely proud of it.<\/p>\n It’s got funny poems, sad poems, romantic poems, poems about pirates, poems about Space Invaders, poems about optimism and Ragnarok and the GI Joe movie and the future and glow-in-the-dark monkeys<\/a> and other such awesomeness. It’s also got a Facebook fan page <\/a> should you feel like showing support that way.<\/p>\n It’s not comics-related (and I appreciate that poetry, sexy as it is,\u00a0isn’t everyone’s cup of tea), but if you’ve enjoyed my writing in the past it’s got the same sense of humour so you have a higher than average chance of enjoying\u00a0this too (and if you haven’t enjoyed my writing then rest assured that Del and Amy are much, much more talented than I am).<\/p>\n EDIT: <\/strong>It’s been pointed out that some kind of indication of the poetry on offer would be helpful, so here’s one of mine as a sample:<\/p>\n Only Swans Can Break Your Arm<\/strong><\/p>\n Love is like climate change We now return you to your regularly-scheduled blog.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" You’ll have noticed, no doubt, that I’ve been a little quiet on the blogging front for the past few weeks.\u00a0That’s mainly because of two other writing projects that have been taking up a lot of time. The first of these is something that I can’t talk too openly about just now, but is extremely exciting […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[24],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-213","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-shameless-self-promotion"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/213","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=213"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/213\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":220,"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/213\/revisions\/220"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=213"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=213"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.housetoastonish.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=213"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nIt makes you warmer by degrees
\nLove is like a hard drive crash
\nIt brings your system to its knees
\nLove is like friendly fire
\nIt hits you when you least expect
\nLove is like a Van Damme flick
\nIt does not play to intellect.
\nLove is like cupidity
\nWith Cupid in the driver\u2019s seat
\nLove creates stupidity
\nSo hearts forget to hit each beat
\nLove is like a hangover;
\nYour head will ache, your stomach heave
\nLove\u2019s a televangelist
\nIt tells you what you must believe
\nLove is like a nuclear bomb
\nIt changes things for years to come
\nLove is dumb beyond belief
\nBut still we wish we were that dumb.<\/p>\n