Date: Tuesday, 9 March 2010 07:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cloudless-9193.livejournal.com
Something I adore about living in East Anglia (and never thought I would) is being close enough to pop down to London for the day.
Wish I could go on day trips to London. That I really envy you.

When we hear whispers in the dark, when we close our eyes to lullabies, when we relax to the sound of our loved ones muttering away in the background as we chop onions and cook dinner - it's not flat and explanatory, it's sung to us, with tone and cadence and metaphor and memory, and so should our written stories be...
Wow, that was beautiful. Wish I could write, but I have to settle for reading such stories by excellent writers.
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A ship is safe in the harbour - but that's not what ships are for.

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I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. (Sarah Williams)

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Could've.
Should've.
Would've.
Didn't. Didn't. Didn't.

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