December 2011
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November 2011
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Born in the wrong body He waits Born in the wrong...
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NaNoWriMo Day #29
Word Count: 51,015. Huzzah!
Ending (that’s not really the ending, cos I’m gonna second draft the shii out of this story):
The next day, I waited in the same spot, hoping to see her again. Sure enough, she appeared, and she had someone by the hand. It was Curt! He was shorn like the rest of us, but I would know those big, beautiful blue eyes anywhere. He was pale and terribly,...
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“In eighteen years, precisely
The planets will align ever so nicely
The time to...”
– The Fates, Hercules
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For George
[This was written when I was 14, the week George died.]
I lost something on November the twenty ninth. I’m afraid it can’t return. The baby of the group I love Has joined the father now.
You were never afraid.
I can no longer think for myself. There is a shadow looming over your sun. The piggies have all gone home. And I am without you, but not within.
The thoughtful Beatle....
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Last night, I had a dream: I found myself in a desert called Cyberland. It was hot. My canteen had sprung a leak and I was thirsty. Out of the abyss walked a cow: Elsie. I asked if she had anything to drink and she said, “I am forbidden to produce milk. In Cyberland, we only drink Diet Coke.” She said, “Only thing to do is jump over the moon! They’ve closed everything...
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Only Stephen Sondheim can make John Wilkes Booth...
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“Everybody’s got the right to be happy. Don’t stay mad, life’s...”
– Proprietor in Assassins
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this could take some time.
I can’t think of a good question for my video today.
Or, really, a good thing to talk about.
Because hardly anyone made videos last week.
I am not going to make a video until I have a question!
So my video might be up at, like, midnight.
Do you have any questions? Ask me questions!
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our american cousin.
I don’t like this play, all the actors stink and the laughs are cheap I’ve been out all day, I just want to eat, I just want to sleep It’s my second term, it’s a fragile peace, hope it stays around My resolve is firm, I have made this bed, now I must lie down My nation’s come a long way And today our many states may stand united ‘Twas a heavy price...
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NaNoWriMo Day #27
Word Count: 50,505 words!!!!!!!!!!!
(I’m not done done yet, but this will be my standing word count til I finish on the 30th and update it again. :D Because… look how pretty it is. Just look at it!)
Excerpt:
“I have something to ask you, Leo.”
“What is it, my friend?”
“A little over a year ago, my friend was taken from me. I suspect that he was brought here. His name...
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NaNoWriMo Day #26
Word Count: 48,384
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I followed her; weary but not wanting her to do anything rash. In truth, it had been a long time since Halina had last done something rash. She was the least spontaneous person I knew, now. This was saying something, because my boss was nowhere near exciting. It made me sad, because I missed the way she used to be. Back in the days of her, me and Curt, she had...
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NaNoWriMo Day #25
Word Count: 46,764
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I dropped my arms from my chest and looked at her, understanding what she said yet wanting so badly to not see the reason in it. “But then we will be another family torn apart by this war.”
Halina ran a hand through her hair, looking so sad. She threw the last of the diapers into the bag and let out a sob. “We already are.”
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ROWLF: Evenin’! Rowlf. Rowlf the dog. Sit...
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“Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift; that’s...”
– Grand Master Oogway, Kung Fu Panda
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NaNoWriMo Day #24
Word Count: 45,154 (That’s right, I totally kicked ass on Thanksgiving!)
Excerpt:
I heard a loud rattle from one of the back rooms and the familiar face peered out at me from over the counter. He seemed to be hiding from something, whether imagined or otherwise I was not immediately sure. “Jules?” he asked, exasperated and gesturing with a hand for me to join him behind the counter. ...
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Tyra Banks knows that “pot ledom” is “model top” backwards, right?
“Top Model” backwards would be “ledom pot”.
Just sayin’.
Thatwholethingwasstupidanyway.
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NaNoWriMo Day #23
Word Count: 43,434
Excerpt:
She turned to look at me and then hugged me tightly. “I just want to be happy, Jules. That’s all. We have a real chance now. No one will treat us poorly now, because we are married and perfectly normal. I know that you loved Curt, and hopefully, when the war is over, you will see him again, but we have a life together now. We should live it and be happy. No...
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NaNoWriMo Day #22
Word Count: 42,124
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She dropped her arms and wrapped them around my hips, looking up at me with a merry expression as though she had not just stared down one of the most frightening Nazis in Warsaw. She was, without a doubt, the bravest person I knew. “I am not gonna trap you, Jules. I love you and I will always love you, but I will not force you to do anything with me if you do not...
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NaNoWriMo Day #21
Word Count: 40,404!
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He sat back in his seat, looking from her to me and back again. His hands were folded in his lap and his left leg was crossed over his right, propping his hat on his knee. “I have my sources, too, Fräulein Adamowicz. Surely you did not think I was working alone. Pan Sobczak is no great, elusive spy. And I have it on good authority – very good authority – that he...
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What if you were not just for show? What if you...
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NaNoWriMo Day #20
Word Count: 38,683
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“Please,” she said, begging me. She brought her hands together in a symbol of prayer.
Slowly, I nodded and said nothing as I turned and came back to her side. She took my hand and we slowly trudged homeward, to a home that did not feel like home. “This is the worst day of my life,” I said, sullen. “I already know it is.” I told her about what happened at work,...
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At the bar, there’s a girl in the shadows...
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NaNoWriMo Day #19
Word Count: 37,073
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Lipiski was still standing there, staring at me. There was no anger on his face, just fear and confusion. I tried to think of a good answer for this, but I could think of nothing. “I… I tried to find out about his back story,” I said. “Something he told me piqued my curiosity. I didn’t… I wasn’t trying to…”
“Ruined,” Lipiski said hollowly. “Ruined, we are...
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NaNoWriMo Day #18
Word Count: 35,153
Excerpt:
We were out in the living room, reading and fighting off sleep, when Curt finally strolled through the door. His hair was tousled and he looked exhausted, but he was alive and that was a huge relief to me. “Hi,” he said, pulling off his coat and collapsing onto the sofa beside me, immediately resting his head in my lap. I looked down from my page and into his...
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NaNoWriMo Day #17
Word Count: 33,433
Excerpt:
I brought my cup over and sat at the table with her, across from her so I would not mess up whatever sort of reverie she had going on. Something in my expression must have betrayed what I was thinking, though, because she sat up and cleared her throat, even attempting a smile. “How was work?” she asked.
“Do you want to hear the good story or the bad one?” I...
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moonrisequeendom-deactivated201 asked: do you think adrien brody's character in /the last time i committed suicide/ is actually allen ginsberg. i can't shake it off even though they didn't mention it and his name's ben
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NaNoWriMo Day #16
Word Count: 32,123
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“Cancelled?” he asked, collapsing into my chair behind the counter.
I nodded gravely. “These things do happen, sir. I told you not to get your hopes up.”
“But all of my plans… Doesn’t he know the great expense this will cost us?”
I was quite sure that he did know. “All I know is that he will not be needing the suit now. I’m sorry, sir.”
We continued...
