Allyson, thanks for posting that.
If I thought I had the time and experience and ability to write something for that, I might give it a try. I really don't, but I'm glad that there are people thinking along those lines.
Don't worry, I'm not gonna start any sword fights. I'm over that phase.
Mal ,'War Stories'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Hil R. - Aug 27, 2006 4:01:53 pm PDT #8135 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Lee - Aug 28, 2006 5:28:58 am PDT #8136 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Hi all! As the Oh So Fabulous Teppy mentioned, I am taking over the drabble topics until the ransom demands are met for a while. I'll try not to suck.
Challenge #120 (gambling) is now closed.
Challenge #121 is the jewelry you're wearing
Amy - Aug 28, 2006 5:31:02 am PDT #8137 of 10001
Because books.
Welcome, Lee!
Lee - Aug 28, 2006 5:39:03 am PDT #8138 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Thanks AmyLiz!
Steph L. - Aug 28, 2006 6:17:59 am PDT #8139 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I love Lee.
Even if she sucks.
Lee - Aug 28, 2006 6:19:17 am PDT #8140 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Even if she sucks.
Rubber, glue. IJS.
deborah grabien - Aug 28, 2006 6:24:37 am PDT #8141 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Damn. Says the lady with the metal allergy. Who doesn't wear jewelry except her wedding ring.
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Lee - Aug 28, 2006 6:25:53 am PDT #8142 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
There's nothing that says that the "you're" can't be another person.
DebetEsse - Aug 28, 2006 6:32:07 am PDT #8143 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Guest lecturer! Hooray!
I'm afraid it's a little trite, but it's the only piece of jewelry I wear regularly.
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“What’s that?”
“My necklace,” I wear it every day: normally, it’s tucked inside my shirt.
“Does it—ooooh. Can I see it?”
I take it off and put it around the child’s neck.
“You are responsible for making sure this gets back to me before lunch. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Miss Hobbs, it’s stuck.”
“Yeah, it does that. Watch. Pull the top and bottom open, then push the middle down, very gently, and it’ll pop open. If you try to force it, it’ll bend the wires.”
Teaching, it turns out, is all about finesse. And having jewelry the kids think is cool.
juliana - Aug 28, 2006 6:42:12 am PDT #8144 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
There’s been a minimum of 8 rings on my hands for a long time – at least 6 years, possibly more. Long enough to forget the beginning.
If one departs, another must be found. It doesn’t have to be the same finger, but the hands still have to balance out. Many hours have been spent over racks of silver jewelry, arranging and rearranging the rings on my fingers to find the proper space for another.
My hands would fly away without my rings, lacking the percussive music of the silvery weight on my fingers, counterpoint to many a gesture.