LeislEgan
Profile
- Name
- LeislEgan
- Age
- 27
- Joined
- Jan 2008
Leisl hails from the Blue Mountains, has a penchant for Dickens and a mild case of “Swimmer’s Ear”. She had always wanted to be a singer/.songwriter, but when the height of her musical ability consisted of playing the spoons, she turned her creativity to writing. Surprisingly, she is passable at it. She calls herself a comedy writer, but hey, lets be honest, Hitler called himself a genius.
Groups
LeislEgan is a member of In the Moment, Melbourne & Victoria, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings and Writers' Market.
Journal Entries
I'm Back!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted 16 days ago.
Love and Facebook
Posted 3 months ago, 5 comments so far.
Sixteen Going On Pissed Off
Posted 3 months ago, 9 comments so far.
At What Point Am I considered uptight?
Posted 5 months ago, 7 comments so far.
Battling Backpackers (When You're Past it)
Posted 5 months ago, 4 comments so far.
Airport Posing is an Art.
Posted 6 months ago, 10 comments so far.
The Smoker's Curse
Posted 6 months ago, 5 comments so far.
My youth is slipping away.
Posted 6 months ago, 7 comments so far.
Religion...hmmm.
Posted 6 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Children-to kill or not to kill?
Posted 6 months ago, 3 comments so far.
Writing
March
March 21st Felt worse, yakked in pot plant, felt better. Found car keys. Wondered where I left my car. Wondered why I ate my car keys.
February
Later. / Boasted to Rachel about Tony. Tony is my sister. Regret every move I made last night. Memo. Mum’s birthday next week may be awkward. Have a few stiff one’s beforehand.
You.
You kissed me that night. I tried to walk away, but you grabbed my hand and pulled me back. We kissed for half an hour in the rain.
January
January 1st / A bad day. All I can taste is cigarettes and tequila. When I got home Rachel glared at me with those small brown eyes of hers.
The Free-Wheelers
Mortimer pondered on how best to kill to his owner. A landmine would be too obvious. Poison? Not obvious enough.
Dialogue Excercise
-Are you there? / -Yes. I’m here…I can’t see you. / -I can’t see you either. / -Are…are we dead?
