amused + capers + irate

seventeen chapters through, and the doorbell goes off: almost irate now.   tall stack of books by the bed keep you amused at any time of day.   various capers run through the pages, until the book is closed; done.

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Day 186

So. I'm back, only not really because all the things I've been planning have sort of gone by the wayside a little bit. A while ago I mentally summarized how the past year has been, or the last six months, or something. I don't really remember it, but I do remember hitting some main keys.… Continue reading Day 186

undercover

conceal me, airbrush me out of the day. lock me into night; meet me at the full moon. walk into the rain: pull on the jacket that hangs by the door. cover up the coffee stain; pretend the perfume-aura is gone and call it cleansing. (you know i'm never really gone, right?) before you know… Continue reading undercover

Writer With an Audience

I've meditated over this for several hours now and I began mentally composing something on lunch break, but when I began typing it didn't quite work. Seemed a bit clunky, felt like I was writing an essay. I looked away for a few minutes and then deleted the whole thing. I write to be seen,… Continue reading Writer With an Audience

Housekeeping

Alrighty, here we go. It's one hour and 11 minutes until November, and with it NaNoWriMo 2014 kicks off. Admittedly I don't know what my novel will be about, but I know I'm doing a solo effort and the collaborative one with Co-Author, who is planning for midnight. This is to alert you guys now,… Continue reading Housekeeping

That Fictional Person

The precious person I would like to have in my life is the one who makes me want to be better. For the sake of ease, let's call this person Penguin. Penguin is the counter to me: confident where I'm shy; honest when I'm deceitful; encouraging when I'm doubtful. Penguin knows by the look on… Continue reading That Fictional Person

Private-Island Exile: Daily Prompt, Five A Day

Five Foods for Private-Island Exile You’re being exiled to a private island, and your captors will only supply you with five foods. What do you pick? So I don’t know variables such as how long I’m going to be in exile, but I’m going to pretend it’s a private island like the one in Breaking… Continue reading Private-Island Exile: Daily Prompt, Five A Day