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Monthly Archives: August 2007

Writing Project: Chapter 12

The words “no escape” presented to her a bleak and dreary existence. She could not fathom having to spend the rest of her life in this strange world. She missed her brother, her life, what she used to be. Here, she was the hunted, with no knowledge of the events that led her here. If […]

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Sociological Blunder: Still Day One

Ezra took her to a bar on Shady Street. It was surprisingly quiet, but then again, it was a Wednesday night and one would expect the night scene on a Wednesday night to be pretty dead and unencumbered. They placed themselves in a corner booth for two, instead of at the bar, because there was […]

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Writing Project: Chapter 10

They scrambled to hide behind a thick bush, the dancing girl had now stopped dancing and was crouched quietly beside her. She was panting, out of breath and looked at the girl, who was strangely calm and didn’t appear the least bit fazed.  “Why are we hiding?” she whispered. She felt a light touch on […]

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John Keats & Pablo Neruda: Day One

“POETRY READING 22.30 p.m. Wednesdays Compare yourself with characters of calibre. Let your strength shine through. Join us.” “Hmm, interesting,” she mused to herself as she read the notice. Taking a step backward, she glanced critically at the tall, red-brick building with green moss growing on its walls. Some parts of the building, like that […]

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Prologue: The River

By the River she sits and lets the cold, ice water wash away her every sorrow of the magnified world in the form of tears; they are tiny silver droplets which catch their pleasing light from the sun; they change colours as quickly as a chameleon does: the tears ease their way slowly down her […]

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Writing Project: Chapter 8

His body visibly shook as the guards suddenly kicked the back of his legs and forced him to his knees, his face smashing against the hard dirt of the ground. He shook his head rabidly, eyes flashing with anger, but his strength was no match against them. What remained of his shirt, hanging in a […]

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Breaking the Waves

When I come home And walk the streets of ghostliness Dreaming concise To see the light Never again from this charade I play alone Hooked on some Mary Jane and deep red wine You followed me down tonight Close the secrets that lie Chorus: Breaking the waves in the maze of my old enemies Truly […]

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Yet another love song

Musician’s note: One of my favourite pieces of all that I’ve composed. When I say that you don’t mean everything you’re speaking does it really matter really cos if you were lying deeply inside a dream and when I look into your eyes all I try to see is a picture of you and me […]

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Secret

Musician’s note: A fictitious piece about secret lovers. Whisper with your fingers On the strings, your Stratocaster Tastes like mead upon my lips Walking like a willow through the leaves I long to steal a tempered kiss Upon my lips Bridge 1: Now the day has turned into the night Silent longing has filled me […]

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Michael

Musician’s note: After I got it on with a beautiful man named Michael many, many years ago, I wrote this song for the heck of it after I found out he was a jerk. Affirmation, physical attraction Seems so much more And what is it for? I’m a harlot, you’re the buyer Stripping me bare […]

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