Meeting Cancelled due to snowstorm.
Some wintery reading:
" How vulgar, this hankering after immortality, how vain, how false. Composers are merely scribblers of cave paintings. One writes music because winter is eternal and because, if one didn't the wolves and the blizzards would be at one's throat all the sooner. " - David Mitchell
Cloud Atlas
Until next time.
Keep Writing,
Portsmouth Writers Salon
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