February 2012
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Love is a Parody (Original Song)
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Dresser? I Hardly Know Her!
(From a collection of my theater tales that I have affectionately titled “The Staircase to Nowhere”)
In the darkness that embraces us, all I can hear is his breath, now coming in short, warm gasps in my ear. My hands remain steady as I quickly unbuckle his belt with dexterous speed, pulling off his pants as he fumbles with the buttons of his skintight shirt. As he steps out of his slacks, I...
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January 2012
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Her: You want to go grab something to eat?
Me: What?? I do NOT think of violence all the time!
Her: Erm...
Me: Wait, what did you say?
Her: Um, nothing...
Me: Okay, cool.
Her: ...
Me: I'm hungry.
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Killing dragons is so satisfying
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Especially after they troll you by never landing or getting close enough for you to attack. I could use my bow, but I like the satisfaction of killing a dragon with an axe.
BRING IT! I shall slay you all! I shall grind thy bones into meal and feed thee to mine minions, leaving thy blistered skin to rot under the sun’s scornful gaze.
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December 2011
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November 2011
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Their names grew within us, swelled to the brink of our lips, forced our eyes...
– Louise Erdrich, from her story “Machimanito”
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Writing frees the soul of all those little voices scrambling to be heard.
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October 2011
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All the best quotes are anonymous. —Anonymous
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