I just started proofing a book of poetry by Sir Edward Bulwer Lytton Bart., M.P., bless his heart. You know the often-ridiculed first clause of a novel, "It was a dark and stormy night..."? Yeah, that's our boy Sir Edward. He was quite a prolific writer, apparently.
Now, his poetry...I shouldn't make fun, after all I produced work of comparable quality myself, (only not in such copious quantities), when I was about 15. And I'd probably still be doing it if I hadn't had the sense to quit writing poetry.
When I get my fill of Chekov, on to the Lytton. Stay tuned for exceptionally florid bracelets.
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