The Words:
airplane, cheesecake, energy, girl, school, hospital, cat, hand, bed, blanket
**
"How do you expect me to know that you like cheesecake?"
"Yet, I know that your cat has a particular spot on your bed and that you like a glass of orange juice first thing in the morning."
"You're a girl."
"Oh, and that's supposed to be your lame excuse for everything."
"It isn't lame. It's the truth. An airplane flies. A hand touches. A girl knows."
"I wonder why people flunk out of schools that teach and die in hospitals which heal."
"And I wonder why you waste so much energy knowing things about me instead of just telling me what you want from me."
"Forget it. Just forget it."
"Does this mean I win?"
"I have to tell you THAT too?"
"A girl always knows."
November 15, 2009
November 14, 2009
Rewritten
The Words:
good as gold, paradise, enchanted, sing-a-long, happiness, create, lovely, cottage, literature, river, rejoice
**
"Think this. Pastoral scene. An enchanted cottage. A lovely bank by the river."
"Oh cut it out... do you really have to do this--"
"Shh. Just LISTEN. Put a girl with an evil mother. Have her find an enchanted cottage. Create a paradise she is trying to reach. Insert complications--"
"Come on Jason... I am not going to rewrite Cinderella. What else do you want me to twist? Have little trolls rejoice and sing-a-long instead of mice--"
"You DON'T understand. You're in the PUBLISHING world now. You have to keep WRITING. One book doesn't secure you. More. You need two more. As brilliant a piece of literature as your first, and you're good as gold. I promise."
"Promise... ha. You can't promise happiness."
"I never did."
"I guess it's always about money, isn't it?"
"Only if you think about it too much."
good as gold, paradise, enchanted, sing-a-long, happiness, create, lovely, cottage, literature, river, rejoice
**
"Think this. Pastoral scene. An enchanted cottage. A lovely bank by the river."
"Oh cut it out... do you really have to do this--"
"Shh. Just LISTEN. Put a girl with an evil mother. Have her find an enchanted cottage. Create a paradise she is trying to reach. Insert complications--"
"Come on Jason... I am not going to rewrite Cinderella. What else do you want me to twist? Have little trolls rejoice and sing-a-long instead of mice--"
"You DON'T understand. You're in the PUBLISHING world now. You have to keep WRITING. One book doesn't secure you. More. You need two more. As brilliant a piece of literature as your first, and you're good as gold. I promise."
"Promise... ha. You can't promise happiness."
"I never did."
"I guess it's always about money, isn't it?"
"Only if you think about it too much."
November 13, 2009
Addiction
Kim's nose broke her fall, A pairing knife accident gone worse, the human torch was denied a bank loan, my shoes are wet, Nutella is addictive, I am going to jog that off, 1 2 3 4..., a dog's wet nose, Fading black jacket, cough cough, ...5 6 7 8.
**
My shoes are wet. Shoes are supposed to be wet sometimes, but I am not supposed to know. I am not supposed to feel it. Just like I am not supposed to feel a donut disappear the instance I think "I am going to jog it off." But things are addictive. Nutella is addictive. A dog's wet nose on your cheek is addictive. Dance counts starting from ...5, 6, 7, 8 and silently continuing to 1, 2, 3, 4... is addictive.
Watching a pairing knife accident gone wrong on Top Chef is addictive. Or Kim's nose breaking her fall on the Kardashians. Or quoting Burgundy's "The human torch was denied a bank loan" for attention. Addictive.
But it's overused, addiction. It's manipulated and trashed. It's the faded black coat that everyone wears and the *cough, cough* a grandmother falsifies after someone utters "whore."
It's all shameless sham.
And my shoes are still wet.
**
My shoes are wet. Shoes are supposed to be wet sometimes, but I am not supposed to know. I am not supposed to feel it. Just like I am not supposed to feel a donut disappear the instance I think "I am going to jog it off." But things are addictive. Nutella is addictive. A dog's wet nose on your cheek is addictive. Dance counts starting from ...5, 6, 7, 8 and silently continuing to 1, 2, 3, 4... is addictive.
Watching a pairing knife accident gone wrong on Top Chef is addictive. Or Kim's nose breaking her fall on the Kardashians. Or quoting Burgundy's "The human torch was denied a bank loan" for attention. Addictive.
But it's overused, addiction. It's manipulated and trashed. It's the faded black coat that everyone wears and the *cough, cough* a grandmother falsifies after someone utters "whore."
It's all shameless sham.
And my shoes are still wet.
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