March 2012
7 posts
February 2012
11 posts
January 2012
1 post
December 2011
6 posts
November 2011
21 posts
Making the Video
“This is so awkward,” he said fumbling first with the hem of his shirt and then with his hat. “I’m sorry.”
She just sort of ignored him. Standing there in the impossibly white, well lit room wearing nothing but artfully styled underwear.
“I’m just not even sure… I mean. I’m a musician. Not. Not an actor. How did I even get here?”
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Saturday Morning Thoughts...
Me: I want Steve McManaman to read me books as I drift off to sleep every night.
Cait: That's not what you want, you sick bastard.
Me: Okay, so it's not the ONLY thing I want. But I do want him to read to me!
October 2011
3 posts
Untitled, September 30th, 2011
She took a deep breath. The air was lighter now that it was finally raining.
Another deep breath before she pressed the cigarette between her lips. The pack had been nearly forgotten, hidden at the bottom of her purse. She’d purchased them the night the boy hadn’t kissed her.
Tonight she needed one. Just one. The kick of nicotine would be enough to straighten her spine. To surge...