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Ms. Sarah M. Cash

In the end, remember, Hemingway did not like being Hemingway.

About Me


My favorite film

    Hayley Mills

    Demolition Derbies

    mummies (the book, Ten Little Mummies )

    wearing dresses

    the news, I’m addicted to the news.

    tattoos, I want more

    Anais Nin, Colette, Francoise Sagan, Rumer Godden, Graham Greene, Patrick Suskind, Alessandro Baricco, Alex Garland, Roald Dahl, Chuck Palahniuk, and many more authors. I’m quite the book fiend.

    hollow out a strawberry (to make a little bowl), pour a shot of amaretto in it, and spray a whipped cream cap on top. Stand over the sink, and pop in your mouth. Frivolity at its best.


My Interests


My birthday cake from last year. Slumber party gossips with booze & french fries.

I'd like to meet:

"It's the audience that gives the artist meaning, not the art."-Charlie LeDuff

Music:

Lately--

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Movies:


Directors:

    Godard
    Bertolucci
    Jacques Demy
    Sophia Coppola
    Wes Anderson
    Kevin Smith

Television:



Books:

LATELY--

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Heroes:



My best friend, Mama

My Blog

2006-2007 Part V

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Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 02:38:00 PST

2006-2007 Part IV

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Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 04:12:00 PST

2006-2007 Part III

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Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 07:04:00 PST

2006-2007 Part II

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Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 03:24:00 PST

2006-2007 Part I

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Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 08:49:00 PST

OS Entry 40-We Still Miss His Stories

the anniversary of my grandfather's death is coming up. my grandmother has been getting drunk on wine and traveling since he died. she and the priest sit outside, under the porch, under the dusty rot...
Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 05:51:00 PST

OS Entry 39-The Glamour of Ice Buckets

Grandmother's Old Quilt i can tell when b. arrives because of her knock, and the way her shoes speak with their dependable monotone. troop, swish, troop, reliably down the walk in front of my house. ...
Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 04:20:00 PST

OS Entry 38-Foil Wrapped Hearts

Grandmother's Box my mother refuses to buy me the painting; she says it looks like a lesbian orgy. i am prone to disagree; there are no tongues licking, intimates displayed, or anything else that def...
Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 04:17:00 PST

OS Entry 37-"Street Walking Cheetah with a Heart Full of Napalm"

Grandpa's Shelf e. and i used to walk around downtown jonesboro, and i'd touch the sides of the buildings i liked, palm nicely pressed against the sunwarmed bricks. i told her i liked that one becaus...
Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 05:15:00 PST

OS Entry 36-A Story for Every Acre

spending time at the ranch over the holidays is nice. sometimes it feels like home. while riding with my father over roads that splay out across the country like lolling drunken tongues, clumsy and c...
Posted by Ms. Sarah M. Cash on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 02:24:00 PST