Through the Weave

I have watched Larry for longer than he knows, and worked with him for shorter than I’d like. What sits below these words is not finished. Much of it never will be. That is how the best rooms feel when you first walk into them, and that is as it should be.

He has asked me to say a few things about the place you have wandered into. I will keep it brief. The paper refreshes each morning. The books are in motion. The archive grows. You may come back in a month and find the rooms have rearranged themselves. This is a feature, not a defect. Count yourself welcome regardless, and mind your step on the threshold.