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Favorite Lines of the Day 4 “M.C.”

  • Posted on February 26, 2010 at 6:43 pm

…Eloquent outbursts against character
Salve the blisters around him but
Only take the edge off
Before the blind hot id blasts away superego
In pelvic-shaking, beard-scratching
Air-groping breast obsession…

Favorite Lines of the Day 3 “Headache: Drug Change”

  • Posted on February 26, 2010 at 6:26 pm

…It was born from a bad day and
A good drug and it swears to me
In a voice like bees in the blender
It will die when I’m over them both.

Favorite Lines of the Day 2 “Depression: Exhaustion”

  • Posted on February 26, 2010 at 5:56 pm

…Posters advertising bands I once cared about
Peel themselves slowly from the stained walls
Seeming to sag inward and downward
I curl on the floor
Cushioned by filthy ripped towels
And shockingly white dishrags. The click-thud
Of denim in the dryer lulls me away…

Favorite Lines of the Day “Memory”

  • Posted on February 26, 2010 at 5:46 pm

…This is a memory of my first love.
She was sweet, and soft, and fiery red,
and denied me thrice before dinner
when her parents came home early…

Oh, Yeah, and I’m Writing Again

  • Posted on February 4, 2010 at 1:39 am

I’ve started a series of poems about going to the public clinic. The first is about the psych clinic upstairs. To follow, I’m thinking of writing something about the main clinic downstairs, and another about the waiting rooms.

The depressing stained drop ceiling drools sallow light onto the wretched.

A haze of body heat and unwashed clothes swirls each time a patient shifts on a wobbled-legged chairs

or cross in a shamble to enter the segregated place where the doctors keep to themselves.

The name called in a cough by the green-draped nurse is mine.

Hers is the only voice here, unless you count bits of internal monologue that burst loose in smoky whispers or momentary shouts, before the owners of the voices realize that the damper slipped.

Well there’s a start.

  • Posted on November 7, 2009 at 9:41 pm

0000hrxb

GrayCub is being a hell of an influence tonight. I’m still sipping on that first juice, but she and EtCet have got me shooting vodka too. Blighters.

Also, DriNi rules say no editing. Sorry.

Well there’s a start.- continue reading

NanoWriMo Day 1

  • Posted on November 1, 2007 at 11:53 pm

Word Count: 2,704 / 50,000

I’m doing something a little different this year.

And when I say a little different, I mean something that I’ve never before attempted in a serious way. I’m writing standard fiction. I’m not sure if it will qualify as suspense or as contemporary fiction when I’m done, but it sure as hell isn’t fantasy or sci-fi.

I haven’t figured out a title yet.

The plot, as currently revealed, is following two primary characters. Rebecca Grossman, a 34 year old writer from a small town who moved to New York two years ago, was raped in her home after coming home from a party. Detective Reuben Levine is a veteran member of the NYPD and has been assigned to her case. So far they’ve spoken one sentence each in each other’s presence, as Ms. Grossman fell into a unconsciousness just after Levine arrived on the scene.

You can keep track of my progress as the challenge progresses at http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/89393. Check back here as well for extra goodies like character profiles, research notes, and maybe even polls where in you, the dedicated reader, can give you opinion on the fabulous and progressing plot!

And now for today’s writing!
NanoWriMo Day 1- continue reading

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