Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Note Dashed In Haste
In haste X. Sorry to pester you for attention at this time! Sorry some things are crap. Hmmm. Not nice. Don't worry about your tone. If we cannot speak as we feel we would have nothing. And we have something. Love to you. (A letter that may be sent or unsent long ago or since)
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Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Well chosen
I logged on again today to find your note saving our chat. Thank you. Didn't log on over the weekend. No point when the one you want to talk to is not there.... I've not been in fiction mode for a bit but I can feel it welling up. I was talking to a friend, who produced the play and who I saw the...
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Monday, March 31, 2008
Questionaire
1) Are you OK? End of questionaire. No advice today. Zips big mouth. Just, as always, sending my love and thoughts to the unseen one with a blip to deal with. If it helps, think of your very dear friend alongside you and her loving words. I had to grit my teeth and push the 'L' thing out of my mind....
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Friday, March 28, 2008
Bowled Over
Hello. TBag has felt let down by me in recent times. She always hopes that we'll have an outing during her vacations. She takes every school holidays off work - she has a 12 year old daughter. Yesterday all I wanted to do was write, especially now I'm in that g_o_o_d place of free thinking. But I...
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Unfurl
Hello. Part of me wonders if the literary mentor really "got" me. He gave me food for thought on ways to proceed and reminded me not to unfurl (funny we like this word) too much explanation and not to serve scrumptious an hour after a full breakfast. But the imprint is not where I saw myself. I must...
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Saturday, March 22, 2008
Running down that path
Tonight it was clear but there were a few puddles shimmering along the path. I walk down a section which is unlit and just by the farm I saw a man jogging towards me so I shifted to the left. As he nears I notice he has not moved to his left and when he is but nine feet away I realise that he's...
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Monday, March 17, 2008
Words to a muse
Perhaps I'll walk past the studio next week when I stay close by. I see he worked in London for Pentagram long ago. Speaking of secret lives I thought today whether I should write fiction under a pen name. Please don't worry too much about typos as I'll be changing things a bit. I'll pull a hard...
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Sunday, March 9, 2008
Addictional delusional
Hope you are having a lovely break. Well-ish - tried to do the holiday thing yesterday, big day out, traffic jam, turn back, fish lunch (one thing that is good here) while sheltering from rain. Came home, caught up on last week's West Wing. Have stolen moments across the past 24 hours to work on...
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Saturday, March 8, 2008
Dark Shades
It is a brilliant, warm morning and the light reached in and wrenched me from slumber before I was ready to concede. The Indian sun will mock me all day long for my foolishness of a few hours ago. Dark shades will conceal my eyes from those who care to look. My first dive into transparent waters...
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Thursday, March 6, 2008
Funny to think of it now...
But it's true and I see it only now....how I waited for you to show up but didn't know it until I saw you.
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