Alicia apologizes for the number of fucks in this piece“So tell me a bit more about your characters -- Jazz and Savin, was it?” Dr A starts, leaning back in his armchair. He steeples his fingers together and stares at me expectantly
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The girl picks up the barrel, her squat, short fingers seeming almost unable to wrap around the plastic. Slowly, she turns it over, watching the monkeys scatter all over the table, her brows knitted together in concentration.
It shouldn’t matter that today’s your wedding anniversary. And yet, that’s all you could focus on all day. It’s why you asked Nick to watch Bob for an hour so you could leave the house before Evelyn got home from work. It’s why you spent nearly two hours sitting inside a Panera bread, another thirty minutes inside Wawa, and why, now that you’re in
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Some part of her wants to compare it to Deployments One through Three: the sudden sinking feeling in her stomach at the news, and how her stomach remains in her shoes as it gets closer to Day One. Except with deployments, she knew there would be an expiration date, a date where her ex would (hopefully) come home. This -- this is different. This won
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You’re backing out of the driveway when you feel your brand new car scrape against one of the many others you were trying desperately to avoid. First thing that runs through your head is: of course I’d fucking back into another car in my own driveway, the second is: Fuck, whose car did I hit?As you pull the car forward and step out of it, you grit
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She sits, legs crossed and netbook propped precariously in her lap, and she sighs, closing her eyes for a moment. Her brain is moving a mile a minute, trying to piece together the story in her head while also trying to coax the words to write themselves.
So I asked talonkarrde88 for a writing prompt, yesterday. First he gave me "Forgotten Earrings." Then he amended it, gave me "The earrings I left behind," instead. THEN he compromised with "Intentionally forgotten earrings." At which point I staked a claim on "The earrings I left behind," because I liked that prompt best. Though this kind of hits on all three,
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Sarah and I made a pact to start writing for an hour a day, to get into the habit of writing SOMETHING everyday all over again. This morning, my mind's been a little preoccupied with...other things, so I ended up writing several pieces for writerverse. This is one of them -- and, well, all of them involve the thing with which my mind is preoccupied
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I wrote this for my blog on wordpress, but I am also posting it here for my LJ friends I haven't met through LJI.So for some of you who’ve been around on this blog for a while, you’ve heard me gush about this particular writing community from time to time. The Real LJ Idol can be found on livejournal.com, at therealljidol.livejournal.com. It is,
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