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A Faith In Flames: September 2011
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Sunday, September 11, 2011. It was a normal, joyful night. We went to see a movie. A very good movie. We were happy. We were laughing. I had forgotten. The deep, aching pain had retreated so far into the distance that I didn't feel it anymore. I thought it was gone for good. And people had noticed. Friends told me I was happier. They liked my new, joyful outlook. Nd that night I wasn't even thinking about it. I had removed the bandage and only a light scar remained, easily dismissed and forgotten. Inutes...
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A Faith In Flames: Runaway
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Sunday, September 11, 2011. It was a normal, joyful night. We went to see a movie. A very good movie. We were happy. We were laughing. I had forgotten. The deep, aching pain had retreated so far into the distance that I didn't feel it anymore. I thought it was gone for good. And people had noticed. Friends told me I was happier. They liked my new, joyful outlook. Nd that night I wasn't even thinking about it. I had removed the bandage and only a light scar remained, easily dismissed and forgotten. Inutes...
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A Faith In Flames: March 2011
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Thursday, March 10, 2011. The brief swish of a skirt. The stomp of a sturdy shoe. The flick of a wrist. And the searing pain of a stiletto heel landing firmly on the instep of my foot. These are the sensations of the dance. When I dance, the world falls away. Dance, for me, is very much like one of those word problems we used to do in Math. You have to sift the numbers out of the story in order to get the right information so that you can solve the problem. On the uneven wooden floor, we are one. Subscri...
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A Faith In Flames: October 2010
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Tuesday, October 19, 2010. The Social Network" is a phenomenal movie. It's written about a socially awkward boy who, without anyone's permission or blessing (without even a secretary or an office), created the greatest method of connection the world has ever seen. Mark Zuckerberg singlehandedly shrank the world by a factor of about a billion. And the character of Mark Zuckerberg in "The Social Network" is more like me than any movie character I've ever seen. As described in an. On CNBC.com, ".f. One thin...
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Walkin' Ledges: January 2007
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In a perpetual liminal space, precarious and possibly prevaricous. To the approximately three people who even know about this blog, I refuse to apologize for two months without updates. So there. So classes start up next week, and perhaps there will be more regular updates with them. I'm sure I'll find things to rant about easily enough. Posted by J.D.J.P. at 3:07 PM. I crunch up words, ideas, and music. Sometimes all at once, sometimes piecemeal. I have a concealed knack for doggerel versifyin' ...Dinad...
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Samurai Cookie: 08/14/2005 - 08/21/2005
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Please support my sponsors]. Saturday, August 20, 2005. Losing half a year; waiting for you here. It sounds like I won't be working for my mother after all. (I am crossing my fingers.) I can't say anything definite yet since I haven't returned any of her calls for two weeks- -I need a sanity break from her- -but her last voicemail had some mumbling about possibly not needing another tutor. All I can say is, "Thank goodness! I'm going over for dinner tomorrow. Hopefully she says what I want to hear. Class...
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Walkin' Ledges: December 2008
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In a perpetual liminal space, precarious and possibly prevaricous. Dinadan Noir VI: Shoe Shop Rumble. And part of the reason tiny bells tinkled as I walked through the door into the cobbler’s shop. Their chime got lost in a sudden feminine scream and I got lost in a tangle of dark hair and sculpted limbs. Hullo Not my wittiest greeting ever, but a bard can get a lot into even a single word. Something amiss? I asked again, wondering how long we’d been staring at each other. Go have a look. Standing in the...
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Walkin' Ledges: June 2008
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In a perpetual liminal space, precarious and possibly prevaricous. Some of you have probably heard of NaNoWriMo. National Novel Writing Month), an internet event that has spiraled well beyond its original bounds and now tackles such good causes as young writer's programs and whatnot. The core of the concept, though, is that you write a draft. The problem is that National Novel Writing Month is in November. Aside from including my birthday, though, November's not a particularly attractive time to undertak...
