"Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar."
~T.S. Eliot, The Hollow Men
About this site
The Manufactured Dreams Workshop is the haunt of Dru Solis, a sometimes writer/poet and fledgling programmer/website designer. This site is mainly an archive and hub to all of Dru's work. It houses the most recent of Dru's stories, an archive of all his lovers' lament and teenage angst poetry, and any programs he's written that may actually be of some use. All graphics are kept offsite at my DeviantArt site. Special thanks to Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeema for the web space.
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar."
~T.S. Eliot, The Hollow Men
About this site
The Manufactured Dreams Workshop is the haunt of Dru Solis, a sometimes writer/poet and fledgling programmer/website designer. This site is mainly an archive and hub to all of Dru's work. It houses the most recent of Dru's stories, an archive of all his lovers' lament and teenage angst poetry, and any programs he's written that may actually be of some use. All graphics are kept offsite at my DeviantArt site. Special thanks to Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeema for the web space.