oneword.com ||| soothe

oneword.com ||| soothe: "You reach across and touch my shoulder, you seem to want to soothe my pain but I want to bat your hand away. I don't know why your touch feels so condescending, why I feel so broken and empty and all that I love feels lost."

oneword.com ||| sentence

oneword.com ||| sentence: "I read that writing a novel is really all about writing a good sentence and then another and another. Eventually if you put enough good sentences together you might have a novel. It would probably be best if you tried to keep them all on topic, maybe."

oneword.com ||| union

oneword.com ||| union: "On the hill at Ballymore I wore my boyfriends big yellow woollen jumper. I felt sloppy and comfortable in the biting cold wind as the players grunted and smashed and the crowd cheered and drank rum and coke. I don't really like Union."

oneword.com ||| sitting

oneword.com ||| sitting: "I spend far too much time sitting here. I sit here in the morning as the sun filters through the gum leaves and highlights the dust on my screen. I am still here at night when the cold breeze creeps around my ankles and mosquitoes bite in the dark."

oneword.com ||| climb

oneword.com ||| climb: "There's a wall there, in my mind. I climb it somedays and peek over the top and other days it towers over me, threatening to tumble and fall and squash me beneath it's heavy crumbling bricks.

[Alice]"

oneword.: mystery: "[alice]
That's life isn't it, an unending mystery that we all scramble to solve. What will happen next? What will each day bring? You tell me. You will always be a mystery to me
April 22, 2008 12:38 AM "