Who would win in a fight: Superman or Shao Khan?
Circles and squares
compare and contrast
alternatives to auteurs,
a level paper…
what works? Bored.
Worse than Mary Ellen
frequency, overtone, cardioid —
I don’t understand.
Today I finally got a job! Nothing special, but it should be enough to keep me functioning while I work on my writing projects. In other news, my boyfriend will be moving in with me soon and we’ll be one happy family.
Oh, I also finished a long choose your own ending piece! I’d love some feedback.
Dedicated to Michelle for giving me the prompt “a flower, a dragon, and a girl” back in March of 2012, and Josh for reading the beginning and encouraging an ending. It’s been a long journey, and I hope the ending you choose does not disappoint.
Nowhere in the middle of somewhere, you confront the beast.
But first your eyes flutter in a struggle against consciousness and finally open up to the night. You are standing at the very edge of a great precipice, overlooking a wide valley set ablaze. The screams from below are caught in the leering cliffs that tower around the land, and are righteously smothered.
You blink. Do you know what that feeling is? Some form of pity? You wonder how many children are crying below for their mothers, how many men are tearing each other apart in the madness. Snow is falling, light against your cheek.
The crackling seizes your attention, a buzzing bee at your ear, and you turn around. Foul smoke from a blazing pyre rises up to immeasurable heights like the departing souls of the piled remains, disappearing into the starless black sky and surely into the stratosphere…
You would move toward it. You would seek comfort in its warmth were it not for the beast.
My head played in the clouds
until gravity weighed in;
now with barrel to the temple,
I’ll shoot for the stars.
I could let your hands wander
over my body of work;
fingers could mould to curves,
the twists and turns of the plot,
but I won’t spoil the ending.
Where did we all go?
NOVEL UPDATE: Still no sighting of words.
Anonymous asked: If the law allotted you with a single place in public you could go topless at, which place would you choose?
If by topless you mean only a bra, then I would choose the metro. It’s far too hot in there, especially in winter when you have jackets and such.
If you meant completely bare-breasted, then I wouldn’t go anywhere. Those are for mine and his eyes only. And my doctor. And my neighbours when I forget to close the curtains.
Anonymous asked: Yoooooo - madam! Bobbleheads or keychains as you go through the airport, which one, which one, hmmmmm??
UM UM UM BOBBLEHEADS! So much pressure D:
Anonymous asked: Your thoughts are heavenly.
Thank you very much, kind anon.
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