I intend to play LJ Idol this season.  I am looking forward to the start of this season!

This is my first entry using prompts a writer friend is also doing ( Read more... )

"I absolutely adore you," he said. And I knew this must be love ( Read more... )

This may sound a little...well. It has innuendo in it. But it's not about what you may think it's about.

She sits there. Hops across the small floor. Sometimes she sings ( Read more... )

Their siren sung swirled around the hunger in my heart. Within and without, I was compelled to touch them. Just one touch, one look, one wistful glance ( Read more... )

"Happy Endings are nothing more than a plot device. They sell books & songs but fiction never wiped a nose or changed a diaper. Life begins where the movies end & you better have something more than roses and love songs or you will never make it. The greatest love song in the world never stopped a bleeding wound. Plain white cotton bandages can be ( Read more... )

The crimson blood always seems to mock me. Nausea rose in my throat as I remembered each time I was left with only stains of blood, clear reminders of the emptiness of dreams. Each time I cursed this broken body incapable, it seemed, of giving, only skilled in letting go. Sometimes I wish I could let go of this part of me, this place inside that ( Read more... )

The purpose of education should be to light the fires of innovation and to teach listeners that, contrary to human inclination to believe there are, there are no limits on the world ( Read more... )

"You look like you're carrying a lot right now." Her look is concerned ( Read more... )