February 2012
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Viv Writes: To do list →
Guys, had to reblog my own damn blog oh because I can freaking cross something off my to-do list!! Got my nephew to meet his idol, Patrick Kane!
viv-writes:
So I figured if I made this list public, maybe I’d have more pressure to actually get it accomplished. If anyone has any tips on the best way to get to these, I’d appreciate it! By August 2012, I would like to do at least one of the...
January 2012
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To the man who can't stop searching...
We met where the moon twirls with the mist…the place the loneliest of hearts search for one another.
I’m confident I saw you first, the way your olive skin burned under the moonlight. Your eyes were skimming like pebbles across a pond, stopping once they locked with mine.
I cannot recall who took the first step, but your breathing corrupted my ability to think.
I don’t want...
November 2011
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Just so you know
If you ever get tired of seeing the world
of living out of a bag
I have a place you might like to call home
It’s not glamorous
It’s right next door to some cheap take aways
But it has a certain charm
like on Sundays when all I do is watch cartoons
and let the couch engulf my body with my cup of coffee
On drunken Friday nights, it’s a sanctuary
It’s the room that...
October 2011
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The kiss I miss the most
I wanted to kiss you goodbye, but I didn’t. I wanted to jump out of the car and chase after you in the airport, the way they do in cheesy love films, but I didn’t. I wanted to scream, “Hey, you’re fucking amazing and I think I’m going to miss you more than I should!” but I didn’t. Last night, I wanted to fall asleep in your arms but I feared how sad and empty my...
September 2011
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Writing to this right now because it just feels...
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To do list
So I figured if I made this list public, maybe I’d have more pressure to actually get it accomplished. If anyone has any tips on the best way to get to these, I’d appreciate it! By August 2012, I would like to do at least one of the following things:
-Go on tour with a band and be their merch girl and write about everything.
-Live somewhere in the UK and write about everything.
...
August 2011
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It's all about the word play
Here’s the thing. I never stopped writing about you, and it’s not because I miss you and need to keep you alive through words. It’s really not that magical at all…you knew what you were getting yourself into the minute you realized you loved a writer. And just to be sure, I reminded you that everything you said or did was fair game for me to use as I wanted. And as much...
July 2011
2 posts
The breaking gets easier
Here’s a snippet from a short story, also just discovered in the many transferred documents.
Characters:
Dulce: 22, makeup artist, working on an indie film, crushing on the lead actor, Jared.
Jared: Recent college theatre grad who cannot act for shit, cocky mofo.
I dabbed the Rose Red blush on my hand and mixed in the Mocha Brown on top. Monty Python blared from the TV as I...
Sappy Monolouge
So I recently was able to recover all of my documents and music from my old laptop. Basically I got a little chunk of myself back and it’s always fun to just reflect on what the hell you were thinking! I stumbled upon this little piece, just bare bones, not really developed but it made me chuckle. Enjoy.
CHARACTERS
DOM: late-twenties
ANITA: early twenties
SCENE
Outside a corner...
September 2010
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Back to Apples, Acne, and Axe.
Ok, so my last post was pretty bitter. Ironically, I was offered a job the next day. So while I maintain a mindless job during the day and make some money, I can continue trying to get my foot in the door as a writer. What is this grand new job? I’m a secretary at a junior high. YUP a germ filled, snot dripping kid infested junior high school. The pay is pretty good and it comes with sweet...
August 2010
3 posts
What are your Rules?
So one day in my creative non-fiction class, my TA told us to start writing some rules we have for living. I personally think she didn’t have a lesson plan for that day (another day we spent the entire class time listing our favourite candies and why…yyyyeah) but nevertheless, I got to think about things that I live by. I encourage everyone to do this, try to figure out the absolute...
one forty plus: The Woman →
Sometimes I get the itch to go out for a drink thinking I might miss meeting the woman of my dreams, but then I realize the woman of my dreams isn’t at a bar at 12:36 on a Wednesday morning. No, the woman of my dreams is asleep in bed with her lame boyfriend she’s only now beginning to see is lame. Nice enough guy, but no passion or curiosity. It was cute when he called her babe at first but...
Do you feel?
I try to dive into emotions, pick them apart, figure out why we feel when we do. I firmly believe that our most vivid experiences, the memories that haunt the decisions we make as adults happen between the ages of 13-17. At 12 we’re still giant fifth graders who laugh hysterically at farts (now it’s more of just a giggle). But at 13 or 14 we noticed him or her walking down the...