25.abril.2009
Hi Bienve,
There will be photos from the Texas trip and from my 70th birthday party in the next Raven - just ask Connor, but I'm pretty sure you could repost those photos on your blog if you'd like.
Would you help us get the word out for people to subscribe to my new writing project? It's 52 new poems or lyrics to celebrate 50 years of my writing career - one a week, every week, for a year.
If you'd be so kind as to share this news, I would greatly appreciate it! There's some info below to post.
Thank you for your help,
Peter
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Subscribe to the 52/50 project to receive a brand new poem or song lyric by Peter S. Beagle – straight to your inbox! That’s right, every Monday morning you will receive a beautifully formatted PDF file of the week’s composition for an entire year. 52 new creations to celebrate 50 years of amazing fantasy writing! Best of all, it only costs $25 for the whole year – that’s less than 50¢ per entry.
Getting a late start? No problem! When you subscribe you’ll receive all the previous entries in a single PDF file for your enjoyment. The rest you can read as they arrive each Monday, hot off the press.
Most entries comes with a note from Peter on his creative process or some backstory on his new creation. Along the way, we’ll surprise you with extras like audio or video files, answers to subscribers’ questions, and the opportunity to suggest themes or ideas for 52/50 entries.
Curious about the type of creativity that Peter’s putting into the 52/50 project? Check out the first two stanzas from Week 1, called “The Alien.”
I don’t know why they sent me here
I don’t remember when; I’ve lost my secret message, and I can’t get home again.
I’ve learned your human customs,
learned to speak your language well,
and if you don’t count my toes
you’d never tell that...(Chorus)
I’m just an alien from anywhere
Point out a star, and it might be there,
with thirteen purple moons and an orange sky
I’m stranded here like the rest of you
doing those things that people do
trying to love you,
trying to learn to cry.
I don’t remember when; I’ve lost my secret message, and I can’t get home again.
I’ve learned your human customs,
learned to speak your language well,
and if you don’t count my toes
you’d never tell that...(Chorus)
I’m just an alien from anywhere
Point out a star, and it might be there,
with thirteen purple moons and an orange sky
I’m stranded here like the rest of you
doing those things that people do
trying to love you,
trying to learn to cry.
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