tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15148649.post112387567585216674..comments2024-02-28T12:45:41.512-05:00Comments on Greig Roselli — Teacher, Writer, Philosophy Sprinkles Maker: Flash Fiction: Tchefuncte River, Summer 2005Greig Rosellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03334077247271264789noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15148649.post-32116340445509287732011-06-09T14:33:44.429-04:002011-06-09T14:33:44.429-04:00Yeah, this story certainly wants to be wickedly oc...Yeah, this story certainly wants to be wickedly occultish. I don't really know where to take it though.Greig Rosellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03334077247271264789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15148649.post-45667094874962020312008-07-22T15:38:00.000-04:002008-07-22T15:38:00.000-04:00What else is muckying it up? The way you write it...What else is muckying it up? The way you write it makes me think something occult is going on, like wicked souls have become the new alluvium, which would be really neat.Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16049495211501871619noreply@blogger.com