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sticky post
Do what you are going to do, and I will tell about it.
- Sharon Olds
CURRENTLY ARCHIVED (updated 11.8) >>>>
- 38 prose pieces
- 6 poems
- 4 plays
- 1 social essay (rant)
- 12 unfinished works
- 26 finished ones
- 14 Harry Potter fics (16 inspired by RPs)
- and numerous one-line posts that only make sense to the author
Counts may be off; don't ( Read more... ) -
this writing is not very creative
Guys, please consider this journal on HIATUS for the next, oh, year or so. I'm playing along with getyourwordsout and, rather than have to log in and out every time I want to post something, I've made a community with my personal journal to be posting snippets of whatever I've got so far, at theyester. Feel free to watch/join there if you're particularly interested ( Read more... ) -
i don't love you
In Atlanta, it's always twelve noon, so hot your lungs feel sticky with the humidity and your limbs are too heavy to move ( Read more... ) -
all around the world
Oh baby, you went the wrong way. Two thousand miles in the wrong direction. I'm Atlantic not Pacific. My lights are New York, not Las Vegas. You went the wrong way, and I swear those pangs of missing you I had in the week or so before? I swear that must have been my heartstrings being pulled taught as you got further away ( Read more... ) -
all the people that you know
When she left, his world was full of spaces and shadows ( Read more... ) -
everything you read
"Hey, look, see? I got the skirt on my dress shortened, like we talked about!"
"What? No! I told you NOT to do that!"
"Yeah, but you said it in that voice that you use when you're going to change your mind later."
"No! No I didn't use that voice! There is no voice!"
"...you're using it again." -
living with the lights off
She has the most delicate bones you've ever seen ( Read more... ) -
don't ask
Red lights stretch towards infinity before him, evil eyes winking in mirth, laughing at his futile, mortal existence. Lloyd sighs and turns his face upward. "Why God? Why?" he asks the roof of his car, tone wry and desperate in equal measure ( Read more... )