"Our culture has metamorphosed this idea of narrative, or writing, as something designed to ward off death. Writing has become linked to sacrifice, even to the sacrifice of life: it is now a voluntary effacement which does not need to be represented in books, since it is brought about in the writer's very existence. The work, which once had the ( Read more... )

just a note that i updated my profile. its still not very exciting, but hey.

so i definitely just finished "november mourns," the new tom piccirilli book. i emailed him and told him how amazing it was (it definitely was), and that one of his older books, "a choir of ill children," got me into his work. and he definitely wrote me back within the hour ( Read more... )

Favorite LyricsWhat is your favorite lyric by. . .A Perfect Circle::"I don't want to feel this overwhelming hostility" AFI::"Recognize one silent call as we all form one dark flame" Bright Eyes::n/a Britney Spears::n/a Christina Aguilera::n/a Coldplay::"Lights go out and I can't be saved" Dashboard Confessional::n/a Evanescence::"I want to die" Eve ( Read more... )

THE ULTIMATE SILENCE
October 12, 1998


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i wrote most of this today in my archetypal women class, and i finished it up tonight. a friend of mine said its nothing like what i usually write, and i agree. the rhyme scheme seems awkward on paper (or screen) but its to the rhythm of leonard cohens "the stranger song." i know most of you dont know that song...sorry...but anyway, ( here it is! )

i know this is a little late by now, but i wanted to post the answers to the movie meme i put up a little while ago. there were a lot of good responses, but ironically only april got all of them (she doesnt have an lj though, so she didnt post them). anyway, here they are ( Read more... )

my back is killing me.
specifically, my lower back.
im dying?

todays linguistics class consisted of the prof (this is the big, kinda drunk looking guy) getting pissed bc he swore he told us to read chapter 10 for today, but he actually told us thursday instead. not tuesday. so not today. and i actually read it! but he used the quiz as a worksheet instead. damn. i couldve aced that bitch haha. then he went ( Read more... )

dreamed about the end of the world again...dont know why. this time zack and i were getting shit together to run to i dont know where, to get away from i dont know what (or whom). i know...really weird. oh well. i remember i was trying to get a leash for the cat.