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I’ve been wanting to write for a few hours, but I don’t know what I want to write. And I’ve been avoiding it. It’s scary. Despite the unsuccessful result? I dunno. Anyway. Yesterday didn’t work. I don’t think it did, anyway. Who knows. Maybe I just need distance. Distance. That’s a funny concept. I don’t know why it’s funny, it just came to mind. ( Read more... ) -
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Trembling. This music trembles. It is unsure of itself. How interesting. What is interesting? I dunno. My head itches. Peace. Music sounds nice. How do I portray music? I should not look at this keyboard. I am too connected. Close eyes. Flow flow. Up down. Unsure. I don't know what to write. Potato chips. That was the first word I came up with when ( Read more... ) -
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Wild Drive
author's note: this is the first story in awhile where i've made up more than usual. let's see how it goes. p.s., thank you, L Word, for giving me some amusing tidbits."Go out," Maria said, poking Nori in the ribs. "You can't keep sulking in this apartment. You need to find something else to do ( Read more... ) -
Home Is Where The Heart Is
Nori shut the door and dropped her bag almost immediately. "Tired," she thought. Another long day at her flower shop, over. She slumped into her small couch, a cheap, green loveseat with corduroy that revealed its likely thrift store origins ( Read more... ) -
The Language of Flowers
author's note: this is from a prompt from 31_days. the prompt was, "rose, oh pure contradiction." it was difficult to write.“Goodbye,” the shopkeeper waved as she closed the glass door and drew the gentle lilac curtains. With a click, the door locked, the bell would not ring for the rest of the evening. “Thank god,” Nori thought, as she leaned against the ( Read more... ) -
Challenge 86
She sat on the train, eyes closed and attuned to the gentle rocking of the car. It was easier this way, she didn't have to think about the uncomfortable seats, the lack of food, and what she would do when the train finally stopped. She wanted to get some fresh air and stretch her legs, but she didn't want the train to stop ( Read more... )