glimpses shared by our authors
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Rough afternoon yesterday. Picked up Chloe from daycare and they told me that she cried all day... not like Chloe... even they said that. When I got home, I tried ... read more -
OK, so 1 page per day. I know that it works - I was doing it before. The question is... what should I be writing about? About myself. About my ... read more -
That's what Lya used to say, and for the first time in his life Jason listened. He had a book in his back pocket, one pack of cigarettes in his ... read more -
I have long known that I was no one in particular. If you saw me on the street I could represent a thousand different visions of demographic or society. The ... read more -
I finally have an opportunity to have my say, to write in my thoughts, to let my imagination play to wallow in anonymity and terminate the self-numbing pity to write ... read more -
I'm deciding whether to give up both legs or both arms. Imagining both possibilities, realizing I value all my limbs. Comparing it to donating a kidney, thinking I would donate ... read more -
Not sure I should be writing right now - in fact, I'm fairly sure I shouldn't. And yet, I am, so I should get to it. It was a cool ... read more -
Na wunderbar da habe ich endlich mal ne Seite gefunden auf der man ne Seite beschreiben kann. Ich kann gar nicht glauben, dass mir das hier helfen soll - was ... read more -
I fell in love with Havarti in a hotel room in Oxford. The experience was decidedly seedy. I laid on a king size bed in a boutique hotel languorously folding ... read more -
Aristotle I would never call you a whore. The sound of your half muted opinions and rational condescension sucks that much more when I lean on it. Turns out your ... read more
