Words from the Pages

And, with that, as she looked into the curious, concerned eyes of her best friends in the world, Alex did what she’d been wanting to do since leaving Blackmoor on the balcony earlier in the evening. She burst into tears.


odd, isn't it, that all these pictures seem to totally work with the book? either in theme or historical time period? i don't even know what this is...i didn't really understand the page i found--something about the king james version of the bible. but i said this was how i was going to play the game...and so...i stand by my word.

ani difranco is my muse tonight

a confession: i will never string words together the way ani difranco does. there are days when this depresses me because, as a writer, it's my job to string words together well. but most of the time, her genius inspires me and pushes to strive to be a better, more thoughtful wordsmith.

consider my favorite of her songs, You Had Time, which, captures in the most beautiful way the emotional turmoil you go through when you know you will disappoint the person in your life who you love the most.

how can i go home
with nothing to say
i know you're going to look at me that way
and say what did you do out there
and what did you decide
you said you needed time
and you had time

you are a china shop and i am a bull
you are really good food and i am full
i guess everything is timing
i guess everything's been said
so i am coming home with an empty head

wow. is it any wonder she's my muse tonight?

Words from the Pages

He held out his hand, and she took it. They climbed the stairs in silence and much later, when Alex was lying in bed, unable to sleep from excitement, she imagined she could still feel the warmth of his palm pressed against her own.



i *love* this picture...it fits perfectly...in a weird way!