Looking For the Girl |
Mara walks up to strangers in the street, she is brandishing a crumpled piece of paper which looks as if it wants to die."I'm looking for my sister, have you seen her?"People brush past her, ignoring ...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 17:27:00 GMT |
Gonna Make You a Star |
There's a horrible taste in my mouth this morning and my neck is killing me. Too much Southern Comfort and headbanging to Queen. I tumble out of bed and stumble down the stairs. The mammy is ironing a...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 00:28:00 GMT |
Kiss the Rain... |
They let me leave first at work tonight. It left me a little startled and I'm not quite sure why I got the special treatment tonight but I don't argue and bustle out. The centre is dimly lit as I pad ...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 00:27:00 GMT |
Why Computers Suck For Writer’s Block |
Twiddling my thumbs, fingers dancing over the keyboard. Paint a picture, write a story, play a song and jig upon it. The rattle of letters and the punch of the spacebar. Mystic women, dangerous men, g...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 00:25:00 GMT |
Women I Cannot Touch... |
My muse is mocking me. She sits at a distance, blurry to my tainted eyes, laughing quietly, softly, at me. My pen is bled dry, my imagination is lost to the waves. And my muse, she still sits and laug...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Nov 2007 03:16:00 GMT |
Swift! You Swiftly Swift Swifter, You... |
Because I know you'll read this, even if you said you won't...I laughed like a loon today. Seriously, don't think I've laughed that hard in quite a while. It was rather refreshing. Like freeing this w...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Oct 2007 14:18:00 GMT |
What Shall We Do With a Drunken Sailor... |
Sitting a the bus stop, giggling like crazy. I've never been drunk before. Tonight was not a good night to experiment. Hot Pirate is beside me, smiling away at my antics."I shouldn't have drunk all th...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 09:49:00 GMT |
High-Fives, Rum and the Princess Bride.. |
TuesdayA presence can linger longer than the smell of him on my scruffy, aged hoody. It's like I can still feel the heat of his body where it was pressed against mine, even now, sitting on my seat on ...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 00:54:00 GMT |
Surprise Surprise |
I could tell you that my heart skipped a beat. I could tell you that I lost my breath. That birds sang and love songs played overhead. That miniture porcelain cupids floated around his face, shooting ...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 03:31:00 GMT |
Anime Annie |
I smile as Anime Annie comes breezing into work, leather coat sweeping behind her as she picks up the sign-in book and waves casually in my direction. I wave back and finish off the sale I'd started, ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 05:26:00 GMT |
