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Reading Stories
I have been reading. I curl up with my Scribner Anthology of Short Fiction. The stories are very good; Brokeback Mountain has always been my favourite. I flip through the book, find stories at random, eat and drink them. I suspect there are happy stories in the Scribner Anthology, but the ones I read are all sad.
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oh, you are a mucky kid
Mother’s day is tomorrow! The day when all of us remember those fantastic, horrifying, treacherous, baffling and unconditionally loving beasts we call our mums. Many people like to observe this day, many also like to send their mater a small gift or keepsake, to show appreciation for that whole birthin’ and raisin’ bit. Sadly, I hear a lot of my ( Read more... ) -
#amwriting #twitfic “There was Discontent in Charlie’s Court. The De…
#amwriting #twitfic “There was Discontent in Charlie’s Court. The Debauchery had gone a Bit Sour. (The moral: puritans ruin everything)
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Originally published at The Magic Spoon. You can comment here or there.
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papa was a rodeo, mama was a rock&roll band
Key to the ‘twitter pics’ riddle: the first two words are a homophone of a portmanteau. I thought it a good riddle with a chewy caramel heart in the middle that says ‘i love you’.
Originally published at The Magic Spoon. You can comment here or there.
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Star won’t you tell me you’re comin’ home soon
You know how…when things you’re really really looking forward to don’t work out because of some stupid little mix-up?
How it just ruins your whole day?
Then not only are you sad because of the thing not working out, but also how stupid the whole situation is, and then ALSO because you aren’t having a good day anymore?
It’s like that.
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The Angel and the Soldier
“What is the greatest evil?” he asked her one night, an hour before grey dawn. She pressed her lips tight, her black eyes inspected him.
“To murder love.” she answered, voice even.
“Heaven take me.” He moaned, face against his leather gloves. “I have done so. You have touched my sin; just so.”
Avialle stood, golden chain clinking delicately on ( Read more... ) -
you can read me anything
He was sure he hadn’t loved her the first time. No…the first time had been curiosity - the second, confirmation. The third, political, the fourth and fifth routine. Before long their trysts were almost dull, but by then he’d gotten comfortable. When he finally said he didn’t love her, it felt like a lie. It was that, more than the blow, that laid ( Read more... )
