Another story of mine has been posted at bookscover2cover. This one is called What Sparks and can be read by clicking on the link. It was written as a celebration of William Blake, who gave me half of my pen-name and was ever so good. His picture “Glad Day” begins this post.
The story has its basis in the following incident, which I quote from Wikipedia:
At the age of eight or ten in Peckham Rye, London, Blake claimed to have seen “a tree filled with angels, bright angelic wings bespangling every bough like stars.” According to Blake’s Victorian biographer Gilchrist, he returned home and reported the vision and only escaped being thrashed by his father for telling a lie through the intervention of his mother.
To finish, here’s a song from the person who provided, by circuitous routes, the other half of my name, Johnny Cash. And, as a special bonus, let’s add some Joni Mitchell too –