Have posted, at frodogoosegirl's suggestion, some of my old Easyjournal entries here (back-dated per the original dates, so scroll down). Just a few, but it gives the journal less of a skeletal look. Also, in the one about the really bizarre celebri-palooza dream I had in July, I think I have managed to write the longest sentence in the history of ( Read more... )

Reposted from my old Easyjournal:

God, I'm so tired I can't even sleep. I was a basketcase yesterday, trying to get 20 pages of Black Ribbon (first installment) ready for workshop, and then I realized I hadn't even explained why the story is called "The Black Ribbon" (you don't find out until the second or third installment--depends on how the ( Read more... )

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Hi, my name is Cleo, and my sister got me hooked on Passions(“Hiiiiiii, Cleeeeeeeo ( Read more... )

Reposted from my old Easyjournal. Assignment for poetry workshop: response to a student presentation, a packet on a particular poet:I hadn’t read Sylvia Plath since I was in high school, and that was for a creative writing class, and my perception at the time was that I did not like Sylvia Plath. (All right, I liked “Daddy”: “Daddy, Daddy, you ( Read more... )

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Just a short entry, but here's what I get to write back to Correspondent Vladimir while he's on his glamorous Venetian gig. Background: the anecdote below uses everyone's real names (mine and AngelDust's), and the two rabbits are [in real life] creatively named White Bunny and Grey Bunny. (I know, I know ( Read more... )

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You know what really blows? I mean, really, really blows? When you wake up way too early so you go back to bed and that's usually when you have the most vivid dreams ( continue reading the longest sentence in the history of man. Celebrities in hotel rooms are involved )

Reposted from my old Easyjournal:I would like to confess, here and now, that I have absolutely awful taste in music. Well, to be more precise, I have very good taste in music, but I have a bottomless appreciation for certain kinds of bad music. I mean, you know, I love my Garbage CDs to pieces and I was all about U2 in high school and I listen to ( Read more... )