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Some Pretty Words: December 2009
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Tuesday, December 1, 2009. Moved on over to http:/ someprettythings.com/blog. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I am a mother, a writer, a student, a photographer and a dreamer. I like cats and pretty girls and writing in cafes full of people. View my complete profile. Moved on over to http:/ someprettythings.com/blog. So I was thinking. A cat of impossible colour.
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Some Pretty Words: May 2009
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Sunday, May 31, 2009. Well Mum, she is a part of me and I love her and all, but sometimes she's really annoying.". I like the word whore. I like to pronounce the w. Saturday, May 30, 2009. Thursday, May 28, 2009. I think i have used this title for every blog I've ever started. A little about this blog. And words, words, words. My friend Beth describes it as a love affair with language. I think everyone, no matter what their occupation or their passion or their anything, should wo...
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Some Pretty Words: September 2009
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Monday, September 28, 2009. Part two of one. Myst came in. Ganry wondered if Ameera had sent him to check up on the amount of wine missing from the taproom. Gods be praised, a survivor! Come with me boy, I'll take you to Ameera.". The boy, who looked no more than 8 summers, allowed himself to be lifted into the lead hand's strong arms and carried off into the daylight to where the wagons had been pulled up. Shit, I let the damn thing go.". The big man clasped Ganry's forehand and...
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Some Pretty Words: a poem by Ava
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Sunday, September 13, 2009. A poem by Ava. Gghihrrt h mmmmmhhmmmmbvcx n hhhh. September 14, 2009 at 10:54 AM. September 15, 2009 at 7:35 AM. Shes a budding poet :). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am a mother, a writer, a student, a photographer and a dreamer. I like cats and pretty girls and writing in cafes full of people. View my complete profile. Part two of one. Part one of one. These pills, they stick in my throat. There are whispers snatches of conversation. Rustl.
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Some Pretty Words: July 2009
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Tuesday, July 21, 2009. The gentle hum and purr of the machine. The teeth chewing the lower lip. The arching of the back. The opening of the knees. The breathing turned coarse and ragged. The shudder of warmth. The curling of toes which wakens delicious cramps. The blanket worked up around the hips. The half concealed whimpers. The nails grasping bunched up sheets. The wicked kick and pull of over stimulation. The staggered sigh of utter abandon. The rush of satisfaction. No mosq...
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Some Pretty Words: part two of one
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Monday, September 28, 2009. Part two of one. Myst came in. Ganry wondered if Ameera had sent him to check up on the amount of wine missing from the taproom. Gods be praised, a survivor! Come with me boy, I'll take you to Ameera.". The boy, who looked no more than 8 summers, allowed himself to be lifted into the lead hand's strong arms and carried off into the daylight to where the wagons had been pulled up. Shit, I let the damn thing go.". The big man clasped Ganry's forehand and...
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Some Pretty Words: June 2009
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Saturday, June 27, 2009. I haven't written anything. Because I am not sure if I am really awake. And there is no point in writing anything, when there is a chance I could wake up and discover I have not written it at all. Just like I did not drive in a red truck and I did not ring Beth and make plans for running away. But maybe I did. Wednesday, June 24, 2009. You should write wispy bits. And keep them in a box with pretty ribbons. Tuesday, June 16, 2009. Anderson, E. N. 2009 (Vo...
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Some Pretty Words: Beachcombing.
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Tuesday, September 15, 2009. I walk. I lose myself in the rhythm of my steps. The wind is strong, but playful, wraping itself around me and teasing under the thick shetland isles knit I'm wearing especially to keep warm. My feet are numb now, the sand is merely pressure instead of tiny icy rocks. It's no longer winter, but the ocean doesn't know that yet. What warning noises are tossed beyond hearing by the wind? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Some Pretty Words: Part one of one
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Wanderings in 10pt font. Sunday, September 27, 2009. Part one of one. I've been holding this at the back of my brain, thinking it would be a good start for NaNoWriMo this year and then I realised that NaNo is still a whole month away and there is no way I'll hold onto it for that long. Very, very rough. There was a loud knocking on the door. The same, Ma'am. I mean, all dead, but all butchered, Ma'am. So much blood." he stopped talking and leaned over his mounts neck to retch in the dust....Myst, take so...