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Random Liberty: Crazy Trumpet
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Wednesday, January 7, 2009. You are my crazy trumpet. Of my dandelion heart. The slow burn of my happiness. The wife of my insanity. The mother of my words. Are my one true thing. Unwrapping my feelings with delicate hands. Then setting them adrift like baby Moses. Floating in the reeds. The always rising sun. I need a book deal. February 16, 2009 at 12:07 AM. I like this one a lot! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I Have No Name. I need a book deal. View my complete profile.
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I need a book deal... Short Essays by Derek P. Day: January 2009
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I need a book deal. Short Essays by Derek P. Day. Saturday, January 31, 2009. I’m concerned about my yard. “It needs a haircut” I think to myself, as I give a lazy gaze from my living room window on a Saturday afternoon. I’m not delaying the actual chore, just viewing the situation in a whole new way. “It’s bushy and tousled” I continue to myself. “It looks like a freshly wakened head of hair.”. My girlfriend probably knows, but I won’t ask because I don’t want to see the rolling eyes again;. During the ...
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I need a book deal... Short Essays by Derek P. Day: July 2009
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I need a book deal. Short Essays by Derek P. Day. Friday, July 10, 2009. On Wednesday of this week, we entered the same KFC. We were both bolder this time, somehow more determined. We had the Official, "for real" for real coupon which entitled us to some of Oprah's mouthwatering, show stopping, no holds barred, FREE Fu* * * chicken! Oh, they threw in a biscuit. Not only did we get free and delicious chicken touted by Oprah Winfrey, along with two side orders, but we got a biscuit! I need a book deal.
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I need a book deal... Short Essays by Derek P. Day: February 2009
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I need a book deal. Short Essays by Derek P. Day. Friday, February 27, 2009. As I listened to these children's antics, I noticed something strange about the voices. They were awfully high pitched. Why would little girls be in the men's room, I wondered. I was still focused on the task at hand when I cleared my throat. As I did, the children stopped talking. Then I heard whispering. That's when I became concerned. What if I was in the wrong place? Had I distinctly seen urinals? Boys They were boys right?
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I need a book deal... Short Essays by Derek P. Day: Shave Your Lip, Genius!
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I need a book deal. Short Essays by Derek P. Day. Friday, February 27, 2009. Shave Your Lip, Genius! So after 45 minutes or so with the tapes, I began writing with my left hand. I wrote, initially, simple things, the alphabet, my name, whatever. Then, as I got better, I started to write the following:. 8220;I am a genius, I am a genius, I am a genius.”. So I found what I thought to be, at the time, a blank piece of paper. I wrote a note to myself, a reminder. I wrote:. 8220;Shave your lip.”. Proof of my ...
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I need a book deal... Short Essays by Derek P. Day: Number 2
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I need a book deal. Short Essays by Derek P. Day. Friday, February 27, 2009. As I listened to these children's antics, I noticed something strange about the voices. They were awfully high pitched. Why would little girls be in the men's room, I wondered. I was still focused on the task at hand when I cleared my throat. As I did, the children stopped talking. Then I heard whispering. That's when I became concerned. What if I was in the wrong place? Had I distinctly seen urinals? Boys They were boys right?
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The Killing Snow: Love's Blind Journey
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Tuesday, January 20, 2009. I was in love. But I did not love her. But I was not in love. But did not feel the bareness of my feet upon the sand. But could not fathom the greatness of breath. I smiled while lying. And I never once. I need a book deal. Ivan says, Life is mystical, when we care to look deep enough, we will see a lot of relevance. What is important is what action do we take. Glad that you find some meaning and hopefully some inspirations from it. April 23, 2009 at 1:46 AM. I think you have.
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The Killing Snow: The Killing Snow
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Sunday, November 30, 2008. Delicate through the sky. In the bright whiteness. And I devoured it with my senses. Lifting my heart upward. As it drifted to the ground. This love is not cumbersome. Loves virgin birth on a winter’s night. Shivering, I thought. And I’m still smiling. This made me think of fragile snow falling. The heaviness of snow is always a surprise, when flake by flake it seems so innocent. Love is like that. @lulablue. January 17, 2009 at 7:33 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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I need a book deal... Short Essays by Derek P. Day: August 2009
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I need a book deal. Short Essays by Derek P. Day. Wednesday, August 26, 2009. I have been told by supervisors on more than one occasion that I lacked a "sense of urgency." I wonder, as I lay on the couch now and ponder their words, just what they meant. The first time I heard these words came when I worked as a busboy for Red Lobster restaurant. Yyyyep, I cleared 6 glasses, 4 plates, and 16 pieces of silverware.". Looking for a busboy who knows how to hustle.". I need a book deal. I need a book deal.
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I need a book deal... Short Essays by Derek P. Day: Hunker Down!
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I need a book deal. Short Essays by Derek P. Day. Friday, February 13, 2009. During recent Hurricane Ike in Houston one memory rises above the tumultuous fray. It's not so much the toppled trees, wind torn roofs, or weeks without lights and water that I recall most vividly. Instead, a single phrase, along with a ridiculous image, comes to mind:. Sometimes they added auxiliary advice. Stay inside and hunker down.". Keep off the streets and hunker down.". Remain calm and hunker down.". I need a book deal.