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Teach me how to steer
I am without a house. Well, I’m in my house still, but my days are numbered. By the end of next month I have to be somewhere else, anywhere else. I have been looking every day. I’ve looked at so many places. I’ve gotten my heart set on more than a few. And every one that I fall for falls away. One was because my credit is messed up (still trying to ( Read more... ) -
Blue lights and sirens
This past weekend came and went in a blur. It was full of time with friends and being away from all the stress in my life, though it did wind back up in the epicenter of stress on Sunday late afternoon, it did. But, at least I had a mini-sabbatical from it. I needed it.
Friday night was Allison Anders and Ione Skye and Gas Food Lodging. The movie ( Read more... ) -
The inevitabilty of real estate and broken hearts
Name: Laura
Title: The inevitabilty of real estate and broken hearts
Rating & Warnings: G
Summary: Learning about the sale of my grandparents' house.
Note: Prompt: This is not my grandmother's sofa.
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But nowhere, nowhere's on our way
It's my birthday.
It's a complicated day for me, but it is still that. My birthday.
I'm trying to carve out ways to make it mine again, to find the happy in it, to not get overwhelmed in the grief that still is attached.
This was once my late husband's birthday, and our anniversary. I wrote something about it, and to him, earlier here. But, I ( Read more... ) -
ll at once my whole world had changed
Flash writing (20 minutes without a pause):
The winds were howling through the canyon as we drove back to your house. It would be the first time I’d walked through the door, well, it would be the first time for a lot of things, for me, for us. You rolled the windows down and turned up the music. You said you wanted to feel everything. Wild Horses ( Read more... ) -
I Wish, part 2
Alright, so I found my old fic that has about 12 chapters written, or well, 10 chaptes and a 2-part prologue. I spent part of the day today editing and tweaking and revising part 1 of the prologue, and I'm wondering if it is okay to re-post it where it was originally posted (), or if it is now too dated as it was written originally in 2008..though ( Read more... ) -
Everybody in the whole cell block
I woke with Bowie in my head ( Read more... ) -
To the girl with the mousy hair
Flash writing (20 minutes without a pause):
I woke with Life on Mars? in my head. It was a musical hangover from a dream I’d been having of Bowie singing live in a darkened club, one that I wrote about recently. It felt like I’d been there. I swear I could smell cigarettes on my clothes, taste the sting of a strong rum drink on my tongue, as well ( Read more... ) -
Or was it my soul?
I feel like I should be spinning Up the Bracket and Arcade Fire's Funeral and some Bright Eyes while I post ( Read more... ) -
Where have you been?
Flash writing (20 minutes without a pause ( Read more... )