I’m a bitch, I’m a tease I’m a goddess on my knees When you hurt, when you suffer I’m your angel undercover I’ve been numb, I’m revived Can’t say I’m not alive You know I wouldn’t want it any other way
- Bitch, Meredith Brooks
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I read an article entitled “Ten rules for writing fiction” today. Various authors were asked to provide their writing “tips” in a numbered list. Most of it was advice I’d heard before, however, this set of five by P.D. James gave me positive pause. Increase your word power. Words are the raw material of our [...] Jokingly, I’ve told people that I feared I’d wake up one day and announce that I had the craziest dream that I lived in Europe for two years. Well, If it was a dream, it was a most amazing dream, one in which I traveled the world, met new friends, hiked the mountains, played hockey [...] me: don’t argue with me papaya papaya: oh like i havent learned that by now arguing w/ you is futile me: it’s not only futile, it’s infuriating Do you hear me, Talking to you, Across the water, across the deep blue ocean Under the open sky, oh my, baby I’m trying Boy I hear you in my dreams I feel your whisper across the sea I keep you with me in my heart You make it easier when life gets hard Lucky [...] My pony Texas has an indentation in the right side of her neck. She’s had this dent since I bought her, and I always figured it was some kind of polo battle scar that she got during her high goal days. Yesterday a gal I play polo with said that a pony she just bought [...] This week in Argentina I had the pleasure of walking into the women’s restroom at a polo clubhouse in Lobos. The woman who accompanied me looked at the markings ”C” and “F” on the sink faucet before choosing one. “F,” she said, “that must be for ‘Fuego,’ which is hot.” “Uh,” I replied, “I think that’s ‘F’ [...] Naturally, when one looks back to such instances today, they may indeed take the appearance of being crucial, precious moments in one’s life; but of course, at the time, this was not the impression one had. Rather, it was as though one had available a never-ending number of days, months, years in which to sort [...] When you’re a little blue bird subject to the whims of your seemingly unpredictable human being, you start to understand the concept of destiny. Jujy, despite all her opinions and outrage, lives in a cage that is her home and she goes where her home takes her. Recently, unbeknownst to her (as always), Jujy’s destiny [...] |
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