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LJ Idol Week 4 Entry
His subconscious mind was more than ready to tell him that he did not belong here. His eyes fixated on the computer screen in front of him and his hand on the keyboard, he was waiting for the starting signal ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol Week 2: That One Friend
(A plane heading from Southport to Isla Valderrama. The places in this story have all been created out of pure imagination.)I had been away for five years, but it felt like I had never been gone. Finally I had decided to see about Mira, to come and look for her and find out what had happened. Very well aware that many people thought I should have ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol Week 1 Topic: I need the struggle to feel alive
Zeitungsverweigerer - German word for a person actively refusing the receipt of free newspapers with adverts by registering at the newspaper provider.
Horace, aged 63, had recently established the habit of watching people from his window. He took one of the chairs from the dining table in the living room and placed it in front of one of the larger ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol Week 0 topic: The upside down
Equipped with just one first name, I entered this world one wet day in November of 1982. My mother had visited the fairground two days before but did not go on any rides of course. She just loved the scenery. So do I until now. I visited the same fairground that takes place every year in November as a child and still as a teenager.
When I was ( Read more... ) -
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LJ Idol Week 21 entry
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LJ Idol Week 20: The Ivenheim Collier
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This post has been written in LJ Idol Week 20.
The chosen topic is "Rapture of the Deep" and I worked with kandigurl
in this week's intersection. You can check out her entry hereThe water only reveals its secrets, its luminous details and dark revelations to those who dare to ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol Week 19
My 15 year old self was sound asleep in the early morning hours of November 25th, 1997. As usual, I dreamed a lot of dreams, the contents of which I no longer remember. During this night, many pictures had passed my tightly shut eyes, until one dream got interrupted, just like an ad spot interrupts the scene of a movie all of a sudden ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol Week 18
It had been one year, six months and exactly fourteen days since Ebony fell, down by the small lake, and succumbed to the crack of her right spine. Since then, I had not looked at horses, I had not touched them or even ridden one of them.
On this autumn saturday, however, something seemed to be dragging me towards this place out of town, where a ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol Week 17 entry
The tracks were just being cleared when Coach Hanson approached Coach Graham.
“Foggy day, isn’t it?” Coach Hanson scratched his almost bare head with his right hand.
Coach Graham nodded. He was watching the tracks carefully, where hurdles were being built up for 100 metres ladies run.
Coach Hanson was in his last years of teaching at this sport’s ( Read more... )