Tag: Writing
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Bunny Dearest: A Love Child is Born
Bunny and I met recently through Bryan and we’ve fallen in love. He’s also our Asian love child, which has a little bit of an Oedipus-esque twist minus the shame and eyegauging, and I am happy to share the fruits of our love with all of my dear readers. I. From dearest Bunny Belletryst. Careful,…
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The Ties That Bindo
Bindo let me interview him for my blog. You know you will giggle as I did. (I suppose I should admit I’m not sure if the pronounciation is biiiiindo or beeendo.) Bindo’s note to you, dear reader. Before I answered any of Medicated Lady’s questions, I felt it necessary to put on Beck’s “Sea Changes”…
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Run-ons
Of late, it’s been all gloomy skies and admittedly even gloomier than I care for. I am looking forward to the weekend. Last week was rough on every front. This week has been an exercise in survival (I’ve been running a week-long program for a group of high school students), but I am patting myself…
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The Taming of Paul Squires (gingatao)
Once again, I’ve asked a fantabulous writer and blogger some questions for those of us who are not “in the know” but would like to be. 1. Do you ever take a handful of raisins and eat them quickly because you suspect if you took time to really think about them, you might actually hate…
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Draft
The first draft is the only one that matters Raw is reality Refined is bullshit Or so I say At times when I am being difficult. At times when I am being difficult I say Refined is bullshit Raw is reality The first draft is the only one that matters.
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WTF: the Writing of Bryan Borland (poeticgrin) Exposed or Something Like That
Hello Dearest Reader, I have very much enjoyed blogging on wordpress these many months and I have grown very fond of many talented folks. I have wondered often, what’s going on inside this or that person’s head? So I am hoping that you will come with me as I ask fellow bloggers, what’s in your…
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Suffering Writer’s Guilt
I wonder if you suffer, too writer’s guilt and all of that. To see gray-blue as a feeling never a hue.
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Blessing
Bless her heart, Helen Keller thought she wrote that story of her own merit and creation something that sounded right right Bless your heart of course, it has a ring to it I wrote it Ring ring
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Predator Poised to Strike
a sharpened pencil the way I like with nothing to say so I write my name over and over to soothe my compulsion and wayward way word mind a predator poised to strike with no prey no pray in sight insight incite
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