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fiction friday 52: tell me. (take 2)

A little piece of a little piece posted last April. Taken from a longer story I originally wrote in 2002. 

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boring.

Earlier today, as I read through my ‘52 weeks of drawings‘ list, I was bored. Too many of the weeks are just so… boring. I’m not sure why I think this now but didn’t when I started. Maybe it’s my … Continue reading

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one thousand.

A thousand miles from you Even the clouds are blue A thousand hours since My lips last had your kiss A thousand ways to cry Since we said goodbye A thousand dreams of when I am in your arms again … Continue reading

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the doctor is in.

No… not that kind of doctor. No… not that kind either. In two days, my son is going to be 12… and after 11 birthdays, we’re running out of themes. Batman, The Avengers, Star Wars, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, The … Continue reading

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it’s just me.

I have certain characteristics… and a very particular set of skills…  No, seriously. Specific traits and abilities come to mind when I think of myself… and I imagine when others think of me, too. (Assuming anyone other than ‘me’ ever … Continue reading

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52 weeks of drawings. 2.

week 2: self — in 20 minutes I tend to put too much pressure on myself… to do everything and do it perfectly. It’s ridiculous. So… I set a timer for this drawing… 15 minutes to draw, 5 minutes to mess … Continue reading

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song of the day. #19

Something has to change. I desperately want it to ‘just happen‘ but that’s bloody unlikely. I’m tired of trudging through day after day wishing, begging, and generally dying to feel better. I’m tired of telling my heart to slow down. … Continue reading

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art: the prints. #3

I’m not in a great state of mind. Everything is just… wrong. I guess that’s why I chose something fitting the current state of my life. Well, not a thing. A him.

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