Because it is late and I am tired.

[randiriel]

I wanted to write the Great American Novel. Wanted perfect meter, perfect timing, perfect hair. Wanted to find words to make them cry, laugh, or hurt like me. Wanted to change lives, or at least my own. Wanted to take all the thoughts, the songs, the iambic pentameter, the pretty intangibles, rip them from my heart, and splash them on the page.

Comments

[earlofgrey]

but i have fallen in love with those things, silly lady. *kisses cheek*

[randiriel]

Awww...thank you! *licks yours*

[earlofgrey]

hehe! hm. *gropes your cheek* :P

[randiriel]

Um...*ravishes your cheek*