Or, rather, my first dream where I found myself in a French-Arab country and tried desperately to communicate in broken French. I was with someone else, collecting all sorts of wizardly potions for some kind of ritual at this big old house and we were in the souk and found this little sort of herb […]
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In the Desert by Stephen Crane In the desertI saw a creature, naked, bestial,Who, squatting upon the ground,Held his heart in his hands,And ate of it.I said, “Is it good, friend?”“It is bitter – bitter”, he answered,“But I like itBecause it is bitter,And because it is my heart.”
Little-known fact: most presidents since the 70s release some form of their tax returns to the public. Here’s George W. Bush’s tax return for last year. I’m not terribly surprised that he somehow managed to get a refund of over $19,000 while I owed over $500 this year, but whatever. The part that amused me,
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Morning: sample speeches about tax history Afternoon: financial services business proposal brochure for kiosk locations Tonight: Nyx chopping off heads It’s not a bad life.
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Mama Specific Productions is seeking submissions of speculative fiction stories about the future of motherhood, including science fiction, fantasy, mystery and any sub-genres. The theme is motherhood in the future. Some things to prompt or give you ideas to start with: What do you imagine the function of motherhood to be? How do you think
When I was in the fourth grade, I had a terrible crush on a guy named Aaron. Aaron was the realization of all of my preconceptions about what a good boy should be. He was tall and blond and blue eyed and played basketball and read Stephen King novels. My stomach twisted and my heart
“The beer tastes like blood.” There’s so much I could do with that…. It’s nights like these that make me sleep all day It’s nights like these that make you feel so far away It’s nights like these when nothing is for sure It’s nights like these I don’t want you anymore And I’ve only