write
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I write it out.
This is my novella…
‘Swimming in a Thimble’
the rest is – what it is.
Groups
write is a member of A Class of Its Own, Blue Room, Melbourne & Victoria, Self as Other, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Tease Me Baby!, The Adult Group, Thought Bubble, WMG and Woman Appreciation.
Journal Entries
Stilted Perfection
Posted 26 days ago, 2 comments so far.
Are you making it so - woman its up to you.
Posted 7 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Scared and Alone.
Posted about 1 year ago, 6 comments so far.
Mid Afternoon Session.
Posted about 1 year ago, 5 comments so far.
NEW CHAPTER of SWIMMING IN A THIMBLE arrives ;)
Posted about 1 year ago, 3 comments so far.
Made up. Everyday notes...
Posted about 1 year ago, 9 comments so far.
Starbucks Rhymes With....
Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
Move Me
Posted about 1 year ago, 4 comments so far.
A Word Without Color
Posted about 1 year ago, 9 comments so far.
Ok
Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
Writing
This Wasn't Meant to Happen...4.
The car and a few cheesy motels had become their home. Routine had almost set in…but nothing ever felt so right.
This Wasn't Meant to Happen...3.
He slowed and withdrew slightly – just enough for her to come to her senses. She pushed his hips away with her hand and stood and wiped the rain from her face, then her mouth.
This Wasn't Meant to Happen...2.
His hands were surprisingly warm as they entered her clothes and encircled her waist…there hips meshed and his hardness made her transparent resolve completely disappear.
This Wasn't Meant to Happen...
They had promised themselves they wouldn’t, both privately and openly not to fuck each other.
I STARTED A SONG THAT STARTED THE WHOLE WORLD CRYING: Chapter Ten
Shaking and fumbling as she left she didn’t look back; she smoothed her hair, and noticed she had lost a shoe; she started to run
LEAN ON ME: Chapter Nine
Then there was him…what sweet desire. There was a complete realm, a counter reality that existed within her head. Conversations, laughter and of course touch.
