

The title of this blog comes from the William Blake poem, INFANT SORROW. My mother groaned, my father wept, Into the dangerous world I leapt; Helpless, naked, piping loud, Like a fiend hid in a cloud. ************************************** I'll be posting here about my family, my writing, my garden, and anything else that comes to mind. For specific information about my books -- reviews, school presentations, etc. -- check out http://jillhwolfson.blogspot.com
The title of this blog comes from the William Blake poem, INFANT SORROW. My mother groaned, my father wept, Into the dangerous world I leapt; Helpless, naked, piping loud, Like a fiend hid in a cloud. ************************************** I'll be posting here about my family, my writing, my garden, and anything else that comes to mind. For specific information about my books -- reviews, school presentations, etc. -- check out http://jillhwolfson.blogspot.com
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Art Garfunkel is a graduate student--who knew?
I know this is just not right and I should be screened out of this blog by whoever screens, but I think Art Garfunkel lied. I don't think he read all those books. Where's the trash? No serious reader doesn't have some trash on their book list. I just don't buy it, Art.
And if it's true, it confirms my pre-existing prejudice. I always liked Paul better. I bet he reads trash.
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