THE OTHER HALF OF LAST NIGHT'S POST. WHATEVER THE HELL THAT WAS CALLED!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Ariel was beavering away at the germ of an idea, and that unfinished poem, “ The Lovers ” became a short sort of ghostly love story, “ The Power of Love ”; with the same theme of the man in Burma and his wife in England. This also got the stretching treatment, and became another chapter in my book. As did what had begun as a long poem “ The Fountain of Candelas ”; begot a short story; begot a longer one; begot a chapter in my book ( again ) Phew! Then, I found a... Sign in to see full entry.