Tag Archives: Writing

Work in Progress #4: Failure of Memory

Posted on November 5, 2012 by randomyriad

My friend stirs her drink some more, staring at the straw blankly. “They got us to Switzerland in ’39. I was 7 years old,” she says still looking at the straw. “My sister says by that time I was accompanying … Continue reading →

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Work in Progress #3: A Circle of Dreams Part II

Posted on November 4, 2012 by randomyriad

Standing in the brilliant cold sun, I grip the large golden ball of the door knob and twist. It is locked. The voice of a man speaking with care comes from behind me. “I know you asked for a pink … Continue reading →

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Work in Progress #2: Title Search and a Dream of Circles

Posted on November 2, 2012 by randomyriad

I have been thinking about a title for this piece of writing. The only one I can come up with at this point that sums up the feeling I have for what my life is now: “Work in Progress.” For … Continue reading →

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I Will Write What I Will Write How I Will Write It.

Posted on October 5, 2012 by randomyriad

Keep going pen moving words no syllables forming no screaming rage only Scratching, dead and does not move making the illusion of life pass away. We travel into the spotlight sunset raving and looning extravagant claims on the never arriving … Continue reading →

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Century #22: Surflessness

Posted on August 10, 2012 by randomyriad

From the Journal of Mylo Grove: July 19, 1998 My mom read the pages I wrote. She thought it was perfect. She said that even if she hadn’t known me and picked that up and read it, she would know … Continue reading →

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