When sharing music becomes foreplay, you know you have something beautiful.He knows to keep an eye on my hands, as the length of my finger nails is in direct proportion to how content I am with my life.You never wrote back, and today I stopped expecting you to.Night after night I stare at my phone […]
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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.”
“Revised my uterus.” Now, if only the story *opens* that way…
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Through a bit of careful politiking* I finally managed to get a hold of a copy of Twenty Epics, which turns out to be just as fucking awesome a collection and everybody says it is (oh boy is this is rare in a field where a lot of stuff gets overhyped). I had considered writing
I’m forty pages in (and only that through sheer force of will) and I am BORED TO TEARS. Band of young thieves gallavanting around a seedy medieval underworld. And, are there any women in this book? Like, not even POV characters, but, like, secondary characters? “As you know Bob” babes, even, or shit, I’ll take
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