They say that love and hate are two sides of the same coin. Janus, that two-faced bitch, just likes to keep things interesting. My bed is a shrine to Janus, and I lay on the altar every night, listening to that coin roll on the tabletop, wondering which side it will fall on -- heaven or hell?
There are nights when I slip into bed, and when my head hits the pillow, the residue of last night's dreams puff up like dust and suck me into that otherworld where I fly, I float, I fuck without compunction, without rules, without limit.
I long for that world, and on those other nights, the night when Janus rules against me, I lay stretched out, burning-eyed and waiting, on the altar.
I lay myself in sacrifice to Morpheus, but Janus will have his due.
Erin, wow. And all you other wonderful people--I'm overcome with the wonderful, powerful stuff that's poured out here.
And jealous. But, good with the bad.
the residue of last night's dreams puff up like dust
I seriously love this line. Dayum.
That's the line I liked best, too, Deb. My eyes just kept going back to it, over and over.
I'll third my love of that line. Gorgeous.
Wow. I'm blushing. But thanks!
I LOVE doing these drabbles. Sometimes what comes out is so surprising to me, and everyone puts their own unique take on it.
I'd like to test the waters, and send out some query letters for my essay collection. I think I'm ready to take rejection, now, I let that fear go.
Would anyone mind sending me a sample query, and what would I include with a collection of essays? Sample paragraphs, or a couple of the short ones? I'm lost, and know not what I'm doing.
Allyson, love to! But the flavour of a query letter varies a bit, depending on who you're sending it to. Magazine? Agent?
