Firefly Shadows

Karyan flipped past an advertisement for makeup and found little pencil marks indenting the page. Sitting on her oversized queen bed one night, they had conspired against anyone who wore these atrocious things (half the school) and vowed to cut off their mock-goth hairstyles and burn them in a bonfire. Needless to say, their mothers […]

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The Fremont Troll Chronicles

Everyone thinks the troll is made of stone.His long terraced fingers rest inanimate and no breath shoots from between his closed lips. His body is grey and ever-locked in a soulful expression of grief, lost in thought. Encapsulated in one grand silver eye, his wandering expression gazes over the hill, seemingly through the bridge, seemingly […]

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Read In Bed

I actually found a way that I can read in bed without getting angry at myself – magazine articles!Usually, when it is night and I’m not tired and all I can think about is reading, I don’t do it because I feel like I shouldn’t start something at night [it’s some weird mentality thing..] But, […]

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The Healing Process

Idriss opened his mouth.With a resolute expression, he explained that there would be little time for socializing once we got on the island and absolutely no time for pleasantries. He suggested that we all introduce ourselves now to get it out of the way. His hand scraped across the edge of a granite counter for […]

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Self-Portrait

Time for the therapeutic part of my day.I wrote 750+ words this morning in order to keep up with my Goal of the Month(s) [because I realized that I didn’t write anything for it yesterday and that I probably shouldn’t count the 500+ words I wrote from the previous day as part of the day […]

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Back in a Flash

I’ve been kind of feeling like I’m missing the forest for the trees when posting this blog lately… more focus on emotion and less on action makes a dull read. So, now that I have time, I am going to return to writing about the week in detail [hmm… maybe I should have a recap […]

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Tea

That’s it. I’ve been converted.Heathy (a long long time ago) sent me a sampler of three types of loose leaf tea, and so I asked my dad for the best Valentine’s Day gift ever: a tea ball.So I have now opened both the Darjeeling and Earl Grey teas, smelled their deep aroma and gazed at […]

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Just Visiting

Jezabelle threw her needles across the chair and hurled herself down after them. The faint scent of his cigarette breath was still on the pillows. She tossed them away and sighed.She was lonely.There was no other way to say it, no sugarcoated term to make everything better – all the girls had figured it out […]

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