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"As an Assistant Fiction Editor of the Red Cedar Review Literary Magazine, I have to like to read, which is no problem for me. I love to read, and to write. Here in the library, you'll find stories, quotes, poetry...If you have written something that you want to put in my library...prose, poetry, short stories...send them to me and I'll shelve them.
"There are a few other writings scattered about my den, as well, since I have a hard time keeping all my books in one place. People, myself included, wander all over the house with them, so I thought, 'why should my web-page be any different'?
I walk in the hall,
seeing a fallen pen am
compelled to use it.
Here is some prose. Quote books and poetry are located in the library as well. You'll find books of poetry by Robert Frost, Walt Whitman, Sylvia Plath, T. S. Eliot, William Stafford, and some of Lewis Carrol's work. Ani Difranco sings some wonderful poetry. If you have a lot of time and either a short attention span or a severe lack of whimsey in your life, you might want to pull down my copy of the Principa Dischordia to occupy a few hours' perusal."
You browse the shelves, reading the titles. The first book you see, next to the huge Principa Dischordia, is a small pamphlet called "History". Next to it, there is a worn paperback, titled "Meteors"and a slightly newer text labeled The Art of the Metaphor. There is a small book called "For Those who Presume to be Shakespeare, a Mockery of the Art of Drama" Next to that, you see a huge, tattered and travel-stained book titled The Memoires of Sister Brethinn Fenneson, First Promovierte of the Tower, the Lady Chelaflin.
Nearby is a photo album opened to a spread of two women. The first is an old black and white portrait of a sharp-eyed dark-haired female in pioneer dress. There is a second, color photo at the bottom of the page, seemingly of the same woman, wearing snappy modern dress. In this picture, you can see that she has black hair and strikingly bright blue eyes. She wears a black pant-suit with a deep v-neck that accents her slender figure and pale skin. Behind her is a wall of dark paintings, and from the look on her face, you can tell they are hers. Across the bottom of the page is scrawled, simply, "Zara". 
On the other page is a similar layout. A young brunette is pictured lounging at a black and white French Cafe. In the color photo at the bottom of the page, her brown eyes stare from an unnaturally sad and wan countenance. She is dressed in a pair of black polyester pants that flare over high heeled black boots and lace up the back. Her maroon shirt is laced up the back as well, and delicately embroidered. Her arm is raised, lifting its hem to show a sliver of her pale stomach, and her mouth open as though she were speaking--and from her surroundings, it seems as though she is reading poetry at a coffee shop. At the bottom of this page is the name, "Alex".
Over in a corner, near a bubbling aquarium, sits a microscope and a stack of research papers. Underneath those lie several texts called Race, Identity, Where am I?, and Personhood.
Near a silver music stand, there is a manuscript entitled, "Notes", and a small, framed mirror with the word "Winter" inscribed upon it. There is a piece of music on the stand labeled Baron Lynx. Nearby, there is a calendar turned to the month of November, with Friday circled, and a painting of a covered bridge at night.
As you open a book, a small scrap of paper drifts to the floor. As you bend over to pick it up, you notice words upon it. There is a flower in the vase on the table next to the computer, and a bowl of dried rose petals. In the corner stands a huge grandfather clock, its hands stopped at 5 a.m. Through the window, you can see a thick forest.
Next to the vase of rose petals is a huge borrowed tome bound in black leather. Its title is inscibed in gold leaf and reads: If I were an Evil Overlord. Below that, is a smaller inscription that reads: A Useful Reference Manual for all Evil Villains and Their Henchmen. The Hero's Guide to Life and a tattered movie schedule lies beneath it. You also see a neatly wrapped birthday present, next to a stack of journals.
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