Somewhere, somewhere in the wide world, there must be a person with my name tattooed upon their heart. And that heart beats the triplicate rhythm of my name, a strange staccato, one-two-three one-two-three one-two-three
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Haha, it's actually really, really neat. I'm kind of jealous because it's short but self-contained, something which is very hard for me. It's sometimes hard to come up with something other than a story, which could span chapters and chapters, so it's nice to see a short, intense bit of meaningful and well-written piece of writing ♥
(and that's actually closer to what I wanted to say when I first read it, but you know how it is when you read something and have no idea how to phrase what you felt or thought about it XD)
Heh. When I write stories-- ye gods, stories are an entirely different thing. I don't seem to get small ideas that can be covered in a paragraph, or three, or six, or a dozen. They're usually massive epics that I can't hope to do justice to. Especially since I write incredibly slowly. @_@
So possibly we're in the same boat, with the exception of the "doing justice" part. ;-)
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My mind comes out with strange stuff when I'm stressed, that's my best (only) explanation for this.
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(and that's actually closer to what I wanted to say when I first read it, but you know how it is when you read something and have no idea how to phrase what you felt or thought about it XD)
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Heh. When I write stories-- ye gods, stories are an entirely different thing. I don't seem to get small ideas that can be covered in a paragraph, or three, or six, or a dozen. They're usually massive epics that I can't hope to do justice to. Especially since I write incredibly slowly. @_@
So possibly we're in the same boat, with the exception of the "doing justice" part. ;-)
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