Diamonds in the Rough
This Challenge has already generated enough heat in the form of vituperation – directed not only at the innocent Mr Diamond, but also at me, for daring to suggest this – that I'm almost sorry I came up with it.
I said almost. I never stay repentant for long.
In case you've forgotten, the idea was to be inspired by a lyric of Neil Diamond's. Inspired to write, draw, or compose something, that is. Not to insult the fiction editor.
Next time, I shall suggest Barry Manilow.
Bel wasn't sure who Neil Diamond was, let alone whether he'd had anything to do with her take on the world. But she's given us a cool poem about it, anyway. (She said, 'I misspelled your name on purpose, leave it alone,' so I did. For artistic reasons.)