http://www.amazon.co.uk/Thousand-Aut.../dp/0340921560 I eagerly anticipated this latest offering by Mitchell, who is one of the most promising contemporary writers I’ve encountered, and at no point does this novel disappoint. Apart from being the most visually beautiful book I own (it is truly beautiful) it is the most beautiful book I’ve read this year. Set during the Edo period, in Japan’s period of isolation, in the Dutch outpost of Dejima in the bay ...
this is my first weekend alone. I'm working so it's ok, but when I got home last night it was so strange to walk into an empty house. I found a Beatles puzzle I bought years ago and spent about 3 hours on it 'till I went to bed. Then for a minuet this morning I felt like I had to go and wake my son up and get him ready for school but then I remembered he's off with his dad. I went to work and I just got home, I think I'll do a bit more of that puzzle tonight. well I'm making these ...
A Blank Page Like A Lover Like a lovers arms waits the blank page ink a stain upon its pure white face as words unfurl the heart starts to race and fingers curl like toes in a grip of rage. Flushed with heat thoughts and paper engage to the pounding rhythm of blood pumping set a pace like a lovers arms waits the blank page ink a stain upon its pure white face. In fevered writing words break free from their ...
I wrote the following with ideas, words and phrases from "Harrison Bergeron," "The Scarlett letter," and "The Most Dangerous Game." I've always loved the name Diana Moon Glompers. Diana Moon Glompers was an incomparable beauty who once came to a crossroads and chose the one, that was in the west, a bloody red and in the name of equality she wielded her weapon in favor of the dull, the average, ...
Silence of the Night Dusk falls upon the forest, fading last light, a gentle hush stirs the air, moves without sound, nocturne woods come to life in stillness of night, the wind a sigh of breath with owl wings bond through descending darkness taking silent flight, feather touch sends ripples of awe that resound, the moon keeps vigil from her throne above, her light descends on the wings of a dove. Moth wings whispered ...
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