Startin' a new story. Very rough draft. Haven't changed all names. Yes, I used to date a Sam, but this is not the same Sam even though it might sometimes seem like the same Sam. 'Sam' is the first name I came up with for the character and it fits better than other names I tried and I'm sick of hitting 'control F' and 'replace all'. So I'm ( Read more... )

After a few days of pondering my response ( Read more... )

Rosmarie looks around sadly as the kids plow into the birthday cake ( Read more... )

There was no telephone call made to Emma the day that her mother disappeared. There should have been - every good story has a scene where the main character learns that a terrible tragedy has taken place and immediately flies home to be with loved ones. Emma, like anybody familiar with drama, had been seeing and reading about the telephone call ( Read more... )

O Dangerous Thoughts, to be shared first with my online confidante [i.e. Peter Berard, and the other perceived audience somewhere "out there" on the internet, so cleverly embodied by livejournal ( Read more... )

I feel compelled to post something, as it's been a few weeks and I also have homework I should be doing ( Read more... )

This morning I looked at the box of secrets Jonah gave me for Valentine's Day, just at the very front where it says "my secrets love Jonah". It didn't make me feel sick. I wonder this morning where our relationship is hiding, and when it will come back ( Read more... )

Typical LJ sentiments post-snow storm: went up on the roof yesterday and Jonah watched as I ran around in the knee deep snow and got all wet and snowy and pushed a bunch off the roof to watch it fall on the ground behind my building. It was still snowing like crazy. I ran up on the stairs next to the 'elevator maintenance shaft' and noticed that ( Read more... )

Crif Dogs is on st marks and features a naked lady straddling a hot dog. They have just okay corn dogs that sound better than they actually are but taste good after drinks. I don't even drink that much, but I drank in solidarity with Kate tonight because her [stupid, asshole, never liked him anyway] boyfriend dumped her last night. She got a lot ( Read more... )

Me n Jonah are going to get crazy dessert tonight at this place down the street. In the meantime, I'm sitting on my futon with pillows propped up against the wall with the remains of my homework sitting all around me on the blankets. The sun went down sometime. My apartment is empty except for me and Elliott Smith. I'm not particularly ( Read more... )