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This is how it begins: I Hold Your Hand
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This is how it begins. Pieces of short original fiction. Some are stories, some are just ideas. Friday, 3 October 2014. I Hold Your Hand. I hold your hand. It was two years before we met that I.that I became cold. It was an accident, a tragic accident. You were never meant to be without me. Your life wasn't supposed to be this hard. We could have been great together. We will be one day. One day, we'll start over together, in two new lives. For now, I'll wait. For now, I hold your hand. I Hold Your Hand.
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The Real Ratings: Before Sunrise
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Sunday, 4 September 2011. On a train in Europe, Jesse (Ethan Hawke), an American who is about to catch the plane from Vienna back to America the next day, and Celine (Julie Delpy), a Parisian who is returning home after visiting her grandmother, meet and begin talking. Celine's also a little more kooky than Jesse - she inspires a game where they each pretend to phone a friend to tell them about this strange person they met on a train. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I Love My Neti-Pot. I first heard ...
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City Girl: I Love My Neti-Pot
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Wednesday, 3 September 2014. I Love My Neti-Pot. I first heard of Neti Pots in one of Rachel Wilkerson's posts. I thought it sounded interesting, but didn't think about them again for a few years until the Nose Buddy. Came to my attention, a few weeks ago. I can't remember quite how, now. So, on a whim, I got myself a neti pot. A bright green one. And for the past two weeks, I've been pouring water through my nose. I really like it, and that surprised me. I think I'm a fan of neti pots now. Doesn't h...
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This is how it begins: March 2014
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This is how it begins. Pieces of short original fiction. Some are stories, some are just ideas. Monday, 3 March 2014. Sleeping in the Indigo City. Citizens in the Indigo city sleep between rivers. Every bed made has two wooden rivulets on it, one running down each side. At some point when citizens are sleeping, they fill with water. The water is blue, not the indigo of the waterways. Sunday, 2 March 2014. The banker sat behind his desk, shuffling papers. Looks like all this is in order. 8221; she asked.
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This is how it begins: May 2011
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This is how it begins. Pieces of short original fiction. Some are stories, some are just ideas. Thursday, 5 May 2011. Son of the Moon. A short story inspired by the Mecano song of the same name. Lyrics and translation. I once met the moon. It was a dark night – how could it be light, with nothing in the sky to illuminate it? Late at night, she climbs to the top of a nearby hill. She kneels before me. And she asks for a favour. She would seek to deceive me. I have no intention of keeping my vow. Other wom...
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This is how it begins: You Can't Build a City on the Rea
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This is how it begins. Pieces of short original fiction. Some are stories, some are just ideas. Saturday, 8 November 2014. You Can't Build a City on the Rea. I mostly have the choruses and the bridge. Chords too. Verses are a little sketchy. G add 9, a add9, em7. There's a hamlet here, nothing more. I don't know why you think it could be more. You can't build a city on the rea. No you can't build a city on the rea. And you can't put your hopes on me. You can't build a city on the rea. Only one book last ...
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This is how it begins: The Shape of You
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This is how it begins. Pieces of short original fiction. Some are stories, some are just ideas. Wednesday, 3 September 2014. The Shape of You. A withered red rose, saved from a bouquet,. I'm allergic to roses, but I think that's wearing off. A single cup with two straws. A ticket to the Apollo Victoria,. That's Galinda with a Gar",. More ticket stubs, Jimmy Carr this time. A review for Scar 3D,. An empty space in my bed. The second series of Green Wing. A void on my righthandside,. The Shape of You.
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This is how it begins: February 2015
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This is how it begins. Pieces of short original fiction. Some are stories, some are just ideas. Thursday, 19 February 2015. The Earworm - a Horror Story. Tracy sighed when she heard the beep in her ear. Patiently, she waited for the whisper to finish – it was a new one. She couldn’t quite make out the words. 8220;Hello,” she began, as she’d done fifty times already that day. “Thanks for ca-“. When Vince came back from his break, later that day, another agent had disappeared. 8220;She just collapsed!
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This is how it begins: November 2014
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This is how it begins. Pieces of short original fiction. Some are stories, some are just ideas. Saturday, 8 November 2014. You Can't Build a City on the Rea. I mostly have the choruses and the bridge. Chords too. Verses are a little sketchy. G add 9, a add9, em7. There's a hamlet here, nothing more. I don't know why you think it could be more. You can't build a city on the rea. No you can't build a city on the rea. And you can't put your hopes on me. You can't build a city on the rea. Only one book last ...
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This is how it begins: September 2014
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This is how it begins. Pieces of short original fiction. Some are stories, some are just ideas. Tuesday, 9 September 2014. At Least (Oh You) - Draft 1. You kissed me at the station. At the end of our first date and. Guess you never knew. That I'd planned to kiss you too. Guess that's our game. Lala la la la lalala,. Lala, la la la lalala,. Were wrong as wrong could be,. We got that right. We got one thing right. Remember that long night. When I sang and held you tight. That just wouldn't let you sleep.
