Friday, October 15, 2010

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As I hunch over my computer, typing away in my writing prison, the light showing in the window gives me hope. I long for the satisfaction that comes with breaking through the hieroglyphics into sentences, paragraphs and pages that make sense. I mean that they have meaning to someone other than me. Well, okay, only to me would suffice.
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9 comments:

  1. gautami tripathyOctober 15, 2010 at 10:35 PM

    I like the thought process here..

    fortune tellers

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  2. Brian MillerOctober 16, 2010 at 6:14 AM

    and i think as we create for others as well...as long as we let them out of their prison...nice magpie

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  3. Kristen HaskellOctober 16, 2010 at 11:01 AM

    Oh do I know those feelings well. I love it when at the very minimum it makes sense to me. If it happens to make sense to others well that is a bonus, Nice writing.

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  4. BerowneOctober 16, 2010 at 12:04 PM

    "...paragraphs and pages that make sense."
    What we're all trying to achieve. :-)

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  5. Tess KincaidOctober 16, 2010 at 1:41 PM

    It's amazing what a little sunshine can do!

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  6. Tumblewords:October 16, 2010 at 6:41 PM

    Thankfully, a window! Nice piece.

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  7. ReflectionsOctober 16, 2010 at 10:53 PM

    Windows can inspire and free us from our holding, can't they?

    Nice write.

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  8. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallOctober 17, 2010 at 9:19 AM

    super smart tale.

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  9. UnknownOctober 18, 2010 at 3:04 PM

    yep..I know that light and I know that prison

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