February 2012
8 posts
Feb 8th
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punkinloves asked: Yeah, pretty much right in the middle of Victoria & Corpus. It's just past Refugio, if you know where that is..
Feb 7th
Something, Anything
Give me something to believe in. 
Feb 7th
Tattoo
The bottom of line of my tattoo is more raised than the other two lines, the letters reading like braille on my skin. The h and the k to be specific are the highest, twin peaks that could very well be trying to escape what they know intrinsically to be a sinking ship. 
Feb 7th
punkinloves asked: Oh haha I'm not valley-south either! I'm from Woodsboro, it's like maybe an hour south of Victoria.
Feb 7th
Ghosts: The Chicken
Tammy sighed. “Turn right up here and then it will be the second house of the left.” Dalia, her curiosity getting the better of her, followed the directions. They pulled up in front of a rundown house with a dirt-packed front yard and beat-up cars two break-downs away from the junkyard parked in the gravel driveway. “Wait right here,” Tammy instructed with an eager grin. She grabbed her purse and...
Feb 3rd
punkinloves asked: Howdy ag! :) I saw in your About Me that you're from south Texas. I am too!
Feb 3rd
I would just like to take a minute
ME TOO ME TOO ME TOO!! caraline: aahhrealmonsters: and say how much I love our little A&M Tumblr family. Y’all are all seriously awesome. hi, I go to a&m and would love to get in on this my name is caraline and yall are cool!
Feb 2nd
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January 2012
6 posts
Jan 28th
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Dreams
I keep on having dreams about failed marriages. Somebody make them stop. 
Jan 26th
“Anything, it’s a muscle. Creativity is a muscle and the more you exercise...”
– Andy Bothwell.  I got my writing box. I got my brand new candle (smelling of moonflower and neroli). I got my Hotel Monteleone pen and books on NOLA. I got this.  
Jan 17th
Jan 16th
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“I don’t want to die without any scars.”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via hearstothemute)
Jan 3rd
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“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via samantha-maria)
Jan 2nd
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December 2011
10 posts
“A book, too, can be a star, ‘explosive material, capable of stirring up fresh...”
– Madeleine L’Engle (via -daydream-believer-)
Dec 27th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Top 26 Posts
Beginning at the beginning and preceding in a forward fashion… 1. Writing the Right Words 2. A Timeline of Hair 3. Allergies   4. Question.  5. The Days of Birth 6. Talent  7. Breathless 8. Day 2-Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered Am I 9. Day 5-The Obituary 10. Spoiler Alert  11. Paging Hope 12. Writing 13. Something Beautiful 14. Feeling It In My Toes  15. Soul Home 16. All...
Dec 18th
“The banjo is to music what bacon is to food. Everything goes better with it.”
– from VH1’s Top 40 of 2011 (via uberbethy)
Dec 18th
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ListenListen
Dec 16th
A Kiss Like Guilt
When she looked back to face him, she wasn’t as surprised as she should have been that his lips were descending towards her’s. The kiss felt like a hot air balloon: a rootless, rising feeling somewhere near her stomach that almost made her panic. The kiss wasn’t sweet like chocolate and it definitely wasn’t innocent. It was tangy with guilt but with smoky, intoxicating...
Dec 13th
“First, try to be something, anything, else. A movie star/astronaut. A movie...”
– Lorrie Moore, read more http://www.ninetymeetingsinninetydays.com/lorriemooore.html
Dec 13th
Dec 13th
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You know you're a lit nerd when as a child you...
Yeah, but that didn’t stop me from playing in mine. I had all of my favorite books stacked next to my shoes and plenty of pillows to stay comfortable. I snuck in Capri Suns and animal crackers in case I got hungry and made more permanent plans for a mini-fridge. I insisted that my closet was sufficient for all of my living needs but my mom told me I couldn’t sleep in my closet; in...
Dec 13th
November 2011
3 posts
Nov 14th
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NaNoWriMo
So it’s not so much writing as it is massive editing with some writing sprinkled in. But seriously: I forgot to take an original page count but the word count went from 91,000 to 62,000. That’s a lot of words to find unnecessary. Wrapping it up this weekend, queries next week. Round #563. 
Nov 12th
Nov 3rd
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October 2011
11 posts
“We were bringing harmonicas to yoga class saying, “If I’m gonna breathe this...”
– Andrea Gibson (via loverofstories)
Oct 29th
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Oct 29th
Oct 29th
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An Anthropological Study of The Girl Who Didn't...
The following sees to be a classic among mystery novels, crime shows, and situations of investigation: “What happened?” “I don’t know, but whoever was here, they left in a hurry.” If I got out of this tub (because I was in the middle of a bubble bath, naturally) and walked out my door, what would they say when they came looking for me and found my things left...
Oct 28th
From Last Night
The bass from the speakers thrummed across my collarbones and landed in the hollow at the base of my neck, settling there until I couldn’t tell where the music began and where my heartbeat ended. 
Oct 22nd
Language
He spoke the language of shoulders. He understood the nuances of shrugs better than words. He communicated best by lifts and shifts and shimmies of joints and muscle and bone. Strangers standing next to him in line at restaurants or sitting on the bus would feel compelled to lay their heads on his shoulders, if only for a minute. Mothers would sheepishly pass off their squalling babies to him and...
Oct 22nd
Mixed Metaphors
I’m terrible at mixing metaphors. I do believe that I get it (like most other things) from my mother.  Why use one when you can use two that, for the most part, mean the same thing? The joke is on you + the egg is on your face? The joke is on your face. Flying by the seat of your pants + flying off the handle? Flying by the handle of your seat. 
Oct 16th
Oct 13th
ListenSometimes, when I write, I get my ideas less from...
Oct 13th
Measurements
He had to consider that the directions were by someone whose sense of direction was terribly skewed. If she said that she was 10 feet from the door, it was possible that she was on the opposite side of the room, though it could also be true that she was right inside the threshold. If she said turn left in 30 yards, you would most likely pass the turn and have to pull at least two U-turns.      ...
Oct 7th
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Oct 5th
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September 2011
10 posts
Sep 29th
Sep 29th
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Sep 27th
26,058 notes
Spain
It was our last night in Valencia and we went to the beach and sat in the sand on the Mediterranean and there was a full moon and we prayed the rosary. As we said the words over and over, ‘Hail Mary, full of grace,’ I felt the grace. I felt full of it. We took taxis home and our cabbie spoke maybe two words of English. And we rolled our windows down because the weather was so nice. And...
Sep 23rd
The Long Road Home: Lightning
“Well, for lots of reasons, I suppose,” Mom would shrug. “Sometimes, it’s a wakeup call. It reminds people of the fragility of life, that they shouldn’t be wasting their days on things that don’t matter. Or sometimes—my favorite—it happens when people fall in love.” And then, because she was a mom, she used it as a teaching moment. “There will be times in your life, girls,” she warned us, “that...
Sep 18th
Southern
My blouse has a cotton-boll print pattern. I smell like magnolias and my mouth tastes like peaches. I attend a nationally-ranked university steeped in tradition, where seniors wear boots, kisses are stolen at touchdowns, and you never ever walk under the 100 year old live oak on Academic Plaza by yourself. My eyes are as brown as the Mississippi and my hair has been baked blonde by the hot...
Sep 18th
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Sep 17th
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Sep 12th
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“You are lucky to be one of those people who wishes to build sand castles with...”
– Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life (via bookoasis)
Sep 5th
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The Long Road Home: Consequences
We were sitting in the den one Sunday afternoon, watching the races on the Speed channel. Before I knew what possessed me, I blurted out, “What would you say if I ran away?”             Very slowly his hand moved for the remote and it seemed to take him a lifetime for his finger to find the mute button. “I think,” he said slowly with his eyes on the TV. “I think I would say that sometimes when you...
Sep 4th
August 2011
13 posts
The Long Road Home: Alice
        I hadn’t always wanted to be a runaway. It wasn’t something I had dreamt about, some milestone I wanted to make before I went off to college, like backpacking across Europe. When the urge had seized me to leave home I had spent many sleepless hours agonizing over the issue, wondering what had shaped me to this point of restlessness.         It had come in short bursts, a speculative...
Aug 30th
Words.
Inundated.  Gratuitous.  Felicitations.  Elegance.  Fortunate.  Lackluster.  Fickle.  Compendium.  Dizzy. Flourish.  Murmured. 
Aug 30th
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