"I don't do tender so good." I think that's bullshit, Allyson. It's in there, and I bet you can bring it to the page. Tough-tender is the Best Evah, imo. But then, I wrote a story with the line "Kiss me, you idiot." So I may be projecting.
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It's in there, and I bet you can bring it to the page.
I thought it already was there on the page; implicit is so cool, because the reader goes back, and looks, and wonders: whoa, is that what I'm seeing, or am I reading it in myself?
Best kind of projection.
It's in there, and I bet you can bring it to the page.
I thought it already was there on the page; implicit is so cool, because the reader goes back, and looks, and wonders: whoa, is that what I'm seeing, or am I reading it in myself?
What I meant. This is why she's the professional writer, yo.
Thanks, Deb.
Ginger, that one was disturbing.
Ginger, that one was disturbing.
I was just thinking that about yours. Bells have turned out to be a good topic.
I love this thread. I learn so much from this thread, even when I'm totally not involved in the conversation.
ancizar
I don't believe in martyrs. In the end, we all die useless. Why should I dry my eyes, dry my eyes, over and over again?
Ancizar Giraldo was a farmer. They tell me he died. I don't know which side killed him. But I know it was me.
I live in the comfort developed by aggression. I eat the fruits of our oppression. I create the environment that fosters addiction. Diamonds for Africa, cocaine for Columbia, oil for Iraq. I know it was me.
Ring the church bells, carry his body over the river. I won't remember. I won't forget.
Liese, you just killed me.
I'd been listening to "Sympathy for the Devil" in the car coming home, and was actually singing under myt breath when I read your piece:
"I shouted out, who killed the Kennedys? When after all, it was you and me..."
Oh my, Liese. Poking at prickly places.
That's amazing, Liese.