December 2008
6 posts
post paper musing
This week has been trying. I am developing into quite the insomniac and that’s not very fun. It means taking more naps and the dreams during those naps aren’t nearly as interesting.
I am trying very hard to be more open as a person, like a halfed oyster forced to bare its muck. Telling honest thoughts, being vulnerable is not a strong suit of mine and as such, I am hurting greatly...
All the ice cream has melted and I need to dig up all the sage. Fuck you Charlie.
Excerpt From 'The Arrangement'
It was August and the sun was hot, making the ground dry and cracked, the trees tired, and the Benson’s pool water rather low.
“I told my father it needed more water” Amelia said as Leo waded in the sunken shallows, “Does he listen? Not one bit.” She pulled her large sun hat further down over her black curls, crossed her legs and leaned back in the lounge chair with her magazine. Leo leaned up...
