So there I was, lying in bed, snuggled up to the pillow, and pairs of words kept coming into my head. I realized if I told it to go away I'd be mad at myself in the morning, so I got paper, and damn if it didn't turn into a sestina. No, I don't know what it's from or about or whatnot; I only wrote it, after all. Maybe it'll make more sense in the
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This sort of thing isn't usually my cup of tea (attention span problems, I guess), but it seems pretty good.
Now you just need to do a Dark Faerie Porn sestina.
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Now I want to read the novel. And I have the terrible feeling that before the night is out I'll be even more bitterly disappointed that there is not, in fact, a novel.
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I was eyeing it and wondering if it was interesting or stupid (which is such a fine line). It means a lot to know that *you* think it's interesting, given the sonnet cycles and your general taste in literature. :->
There might be more poems, at least, if I had any idea what the rest of the story was. I could certainly just improvise in suit, as it were; I'm good at that. As long as it's kept consistent, when done it'll look like I meant to.
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But its also got something that's purely you.
Maybe more poems in the universe?
*hugs*
LMG
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*hugs*
LMG
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