Everything has limits, babe. Not to worry. I just found one, that's all. And, luckily didn't hurt anybody. But it's because I know that my tongue is a weapon that I'm careful with it. It's all fun till somebody loses an eye.
Sweetie, we're crooks. If everything were right, we'd be in jail.
Wash ,'Serenity'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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erikaj - Apr 11, 2006 4:00:53 pm PDT #6007 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Liese S. - Apr 11, 2006 9:51:52 pm PDT #6008 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Liese! Song!
Hee. I really enjoy working with the word limit in song form. It makes me so much more aware of what it is, exactly, I'm trying to say. I must say, the drabble community has improved my songwriting outside of the community, too. Good exercise.
Of course, 100 words limitation wreaks a certain amount of havoc with verse/chorus structure, but that's good for me, too.
deborah grabien - Apr 11, 2006 10:01:04 pm PDT #6009 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
OK, I actually read TB's as a drabble.
Liese, I've been on a lyric binge for months, which is bizzarro, since it had been easily 20 years since I'd written any at all. But these days, it's all about the music, you know?
Liese S. - Apr 11, 2006 10:08:05 pm PDT #6010 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Yup, you're pretty immersed in it, it's not too much of a surprise the lyrics are coming.
For me, I've been off & on for a while. Lately it's been more off than on, but I'm thinking there may be some creativity on the horizon. I can feel it tickling the back of my throat.
Also? That wasn't a drabble? I thought it was.
deborah grabien - Apr 11, 2006 10:32:11 pm PDT #6011 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
TB's read like a drabble - I kept wondering why he hadn't given it a title.
Karl - Apr 11, 2006 10:56:28 pm PDT #6012 of 10001
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.
Beneath the Surface (100 words)
After dinner, while I'm loading the dishwasher, of all things, you come up behind me and place your hand in the small of my back as you thank me for the meal. I close my eyes, and the image hits me: turning around and kissing you until we're both breathless, laying you out right there on the dining room table, using my hands and mouth on you until everyone in the entire apartment complex knows what you sound like in the throes of passion.
If I turn around, will you really see me? Or just what you've come to expect?
Topic!Cindy - Apr 12, 2006 1:39:14 am PDT #6013 of 10001
What is even happening?
OK, I actually read TB's as a drabble.
So glad I'm not alone.
Beverly - Apr 12, 2006 6:09:58 am PDT #6014 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Karl, that's a lovely thing to read this morning.
Everyone's so far has been evocative in its own way.
erikaj - Apr 12, 2006 6:19:02 am PDT #6015 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Anybody else want to wash dishes?
deborah grabien - Apr 12, 2006 6:51:47 am PDT #6016 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Anyone else channeling Bull Durham? "You wanna dance...?"