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Monthly Archives: August 2013
volunteer lab rat report
– So I made it through one full first draft and about a quarter (okay well under a quarter) of the first rewrite. The most I’ve ever accomplished, in length, when trying to tackle a novel-length something. I knew it … Continue reading
Ohhh-Nooooo!
_ dearest cannot be seen but as a morsel that can addict anyone divineĀ – and now clearly is seen as quite a wild thing, a joyously, endlessly, delightful wild one – the only wish is divorces could be done … Continue reading
the usual news, good-bad
_ the stumble went and tripped on both tongues like a want to say something clever as cheerful, but nothing of the sort could come to any kind of consolidation in time so the comment was handed out about being … Continue reading
long as possible
Originally posted on Timmy the Scribbler:
– verticals in the forest wink and play with matches; may or may not care if a neighbor is in nightly retirement, and as many are metal as wood, but all are quite alive;…
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and at the risk
at the risk of entering Obvious Land, for the poor suckers amongst us who got bit by the word-bug, if you find a way or ways or voice or voices or style or styles you enjoy employing when you write … Continue reading
Posted in no idea, the way I feel about it, thoughts, writing
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oh but then
— — oh but then just when the whole project forces a hypercritical review of questions because the word-bulk work finally came to pass, and the wistful eye waters about the days of sketching short pictographic poetic pieces, that pile … Continue reading
then just before the finish line/about adult passages
I’ll just say it: I wish I had the balls to sling out pure porn (as fiction of course). But I don’t have those balls. Sexy writing or writing that intends to portray human bodies writhing together under the power … Continue reading
a grunt-thrust
and the goal will be met. Tomorrow. Could probably squeeze it out tonight. May yet. The whole is rubbish. I know it is rubbish. I hear it is meant to be rubbish. The problem is that a character or two … Continue reading
Posted in fiction, poetry, the way I feel about it, Uncategorized, wordsmithery, writing
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the dial is sensitive
Figured a few things out and it is no coincidence a high-level orgasm played a big role in this figure. It’s like the mind or the thoughts or the intentions are a bunch of different channels and I can only … Continue reading
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this is heavy hauling so
I won’t lie. A weariness wants to muscle an elbow. Yet it is a weariness like going on a long hikeĀ up a steep mountain and nothing sounds better than what was easy-going back at the cabin. But then a … Continue reading