Stuff from recently. Nothing that interesting, though there's two I'm partial to potentially expanding.

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I walk. The occasional crush of leaves punctuates the soft padding of soles on asphalt; few, but more to come. My shadow disappears into the trees. The indigo sky flecks the spotted gold and green of the leaves, colors so different they blend ( Read more... )

Some random flashes and stuff from recently. Haven't been writing too well, though I'm partial to two in here.

The grass moves. I breathe the air, and something of the peaces gives me this calm to write:

Do I wish this?-I stare across a primary succession, the trees, mere saplings, as tall as the grass. I do not know. The page craves the pen, ( Read more... )

Posting a bunch of smaller things I've been doing lately before there's too much of a backlog. Commentary's thin, feel free to ask for more, I've got notes in the notebook. *yawns*

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He wants it as much as any other boy, but he thinks he needs it more. That is the way of childhood…

Lost in comic book dreams, he seldom strays with friends nor runs alone in fields. In every sharp turn he finds injustice, but then finds himself inadequate without a cape and raison d’être.

He is no true dreamer for he does not dream in shades of ( Read more... )

So, with the first two days of the NaNo Gauntlet, I find myself at 5K, with six developed characters and the beginnings of internal strife. They've just left Earth. Maybe I spent too much time there, but it'd be easy enough to trim the dialogue down, Locke has too much fun.... Spent almost 500 words describing them going into my little variation on ( Read more... )

She follows the face but not the words: she’s long since memorized these lectures, but his is a new face to the education war: naïve.

Stupid and pointless and so very mindless

She watches, amused, as the folds of his face crinkled and curled with articulation, here frustration and here anxiety and here annoyance.

Nothing to do but sit all askew
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Time’s a-tick-tick-ticking, the hands are slipping towards the chimes, the seasons of charity are rolling on by.

What’s left to do before the midnight hour, before you’re told au revoir by a home you’ve never known?-formalities, mere, yet-these words all savants must say, you go on one knee and-proposition, you pay for the honor and they make ( Read more... )

I'm not entirely sure why I'm writing so much religious/supernatural stuff lately, considering all I'm reading right now are science texts ("The Trouble With Physics", or Why String Theory Sucks, Lee Smolin, and then Feynman's lecture series.) Rational skepticism, as far as converting back to some sort of theism is concerned, is at an all-time low ( Read more... )

100drabbles, 'stronger than you', 100 words

Probably because I watched Kill Bill I & II today. Brilliant movies, by the way. Tarantino is made of genius.

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stronger than me, stronger than you

what do you call a lie made brand-new?

bangbang, with each shot she feels her body thrown backwards as according to the Newtonian mantra, but ( Read more... )

I'm very tired right now, and I'm going to be picked up any minute for another late-night viola session. If I fall over on the drill press and clear out my amygdala on accident, I am going to be a very happy luthier. Speaking of which, I'm a few days behind on updating viola-log... *cries*

Flash I did in the car to get HPV booster shot. I think if I ( Read more... )