So I’ve thought about this before but now I have to acknowledge it because someone else said it. Would more people read my stories if they could listen to them (like a recorded reading)?
This is another failed contest entry-Fame
I was a known unknown. Famous for all those things I never cared to actually put my name to. I walked through the streets conspicuously, while everyone walked past me oblivious that many of their idols walked past them in the figure of one man. Many in one, more than just a Janus, I had released works of art, music, film, all under pseudonyms that always pointed in the direction of a plausible...
what if all the commercials during the oscars were written and directed by oscar nominated screenwriters and directors?
Green Apple Kisses
thoughts-random: Oh what do you say About this particular lady Do you begin with the way Her hair catches a ray Of the sun or the one Particular mark on her face That make my lips give chase To hers While my ears give chase to her words In words I know or languages I fail to understand As I demand nothing of you but your hand In mine for a short moment in time As I just enjoy your...
thoughts-random: I didn’t know these things had to be caught like a cold or a baseball or a criminal that fought for the freedom to walk the streets for one more day without the knowledge that he’d have to pay for his crimes like I pay for these things these emotions these things called feelings Yeah I caught feelings like a disease that spread from you to me not in the shower or on the...
An entry to a contest. It didn't succeed.
thoughts-random: A light snow was falling as Charlie Reardon left the diner and made his way down Madison Street. Glancing over his shoulder he couldn’t help but wonder how he had gotten into this mess. To be fair, mess wasn’t the word he would have used in hindsight. There was nothing random or capricious about the events that had led him to this street, but then again in the present moment...
230000 words… that will be my goal. Sure.
If you don’t know who Rashaun Hammond is, you may not have had an actual childhood. Consult your physician for a remedy.
ibreakshitlikeboundariesnstuff asked: Omg is that gallery still open?! I wanna witness it.
I want to go where the night is painted in the blues of Van Gogh. I want to go where voices crackle with the emotions hidden in their souls. I want to go where lipstick may linger on your collar but its owner sets up residence in your heart. I want our times to be remembered with as much reverence.
Forward motion in Backward times meant as progress. Wishful thoughts? Maybe.
Neil Gaiman: My New Year's Wish →
neil-gaiman: It’s a New Year and with it comes a fresh opportunity to shape our world. So this is my wish, a wish for me as much as it is a wish for you: in the world to come, let us be brave – let us walk into the dark without fear, and step into the unknown with smiles on our faces, even if we’re…
Ube + cheesecake = Ube cheesecake.
I just saw the second trailer for the great gatsby movie coming out. I want suits. Lots of suits. And a collar pin. and a black bow tie. And my hair to be able to lay down. Okay I guess not that last part, but the rest. yea. The rest.
The boom the bip. The boom bip.
So let it be documented. If I pass away before my little sister she has shook on it and so shall it be that if it is so she shall put an animatronic hand on my grave that occasionally twitches that reaches out of the ground.
letsgetfree replied to your photo: My sister’s “detangling” her hair. #me @not_noel thats crazy you look like twins! Wow. that’s crazy. we’ve never gotten that before…
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what that says^
i have a new computer. I can skype again. This makes me happy.
is it still possible at this point? with over...
lost-silent-star: Now I really want to try this. For every reblog I get, I will draw you a picture of what you look like based on your url and other stuff you post. This ends on 12/9/2012 on 1:30PM EST.