September 2010
Short Story Number Two Hundred and Twenty One
We watched T.V. shows all night that were bad and stupid and fun. We did this because we didn’t want to go out and we didn’t want to see anyone else. We had our little room and our little T.V. and we didn’t need anything else. Even while we were doing it, I knew I would look back on this night as one of the best nights of my life. I knew that I would need you, if I was ever...
“I don’t think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you...”
– Tom Stoppard (via nathanielstuart)
Short Story Number Two Hundred and Twenty One
I was on the bus last night and there was a teenager sitting with his eyes closed listening to his music. He looked so empty. It made me want to grab his headphones and say something like, ‘don’t worry, you will escape, and when you do you will look back at this and laugh. You will think school was nothing and everything you hated was nothing and all the lessons were nothing.’...
Short Story Number Two Hundred and Twenty
He wanted to ask her on a date. She had amazing hands and nice elbows, and he wanted to be near them. So he planned. He prepared. And then he walked up to her and asked. She looked at him like he had gone crazy. Then she got a pen from somewhere and grabbed his hand and wrote on it. She turned around and walked away. He looked at his hand. A big big heart was drawn on his hand, with the words, I...
“Sometimes you read a book so special that you want to carry it around with you...”
– Markus Zusak (via loveyourchaos)
“It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent,...”
– Charles Darwin (via constantflux) (via quote-book) (via atomicgal)
Short Story Number Two Hundred and Nineteen
You left me two weeks ago and I didn’t go out for days because everything inside me was broken. I didn’t know what the hell to do next. But then, for some reason, I got into my car and got lost. And i liked it. So this was the beginning of my new hobby. Getting into my car and getting lost was now my favourite thing to do. Me and my car go out together, like a beautiful team, and we...
“If we break everything, then we break it together.”
– Kerem Mermutlu
jessicachu:
The Strokes - Under Control
Marked as to-read: The Unaired Views of a Twenty Four Ye… by Alya Bessex http://bit.ly/buOjf4
Short Story Number Two Hundred and Eighteen
I remember once when we were in the library and you wanted to read something beautiful. You told me you wanted to read something beautiful and then never forget about it. That’s why you loved libraries. You imagined that all the words were trapped in the walls and the shelves and on the pages. That the words didn’t need to go into the outside world to get coffee or go to school....
“I started to go to the library, devouring every book I could lay my hands on....”
– Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun
I love how every protagonist of Murakami’s is an avid reader.
(via distantheartbeats)
On page 134 of 279 of The Sea of Monsters, by Rick Riordan http://bit.ly/bEHBFs
“We fell through stars and they ignored us.”
– Kerem Mermutlu
thelightofdeadstars asked: Kerem, why don't you do the three-word-story thing anymore? The one where you take three words and incorporate them into a story?
ameasureoffaith-deactivated2012 asked: Thanks for the follow! :)
I really want to read most of the books on your list but never have time, which one would you recommend I read first?
Anyway, I like your tumblr so I followed back. :)
I really want to read most of the books on your list but never have time, which one would you recommend I read first?
Anyway, I like your tumblr so I followed back. :)
Short Story Number Two Hundred and Seventeen
I turned on my guitar and started to play. You were in the dark, somewhere, watching me. I couldn’t see you and you said you wouldn’t come, but I could feel you. You were in this little crowd somewhere. So I looked out at the dark and started to sing. I imagined that my sound was filling you up. I imagined that I was filling you up with my volume. I really really hoped that my sound...
“One reason so few of us achieve what we truly want is that we never direct our...”
– Anthony Robbins (via aaronaiken) (via lacreativite) (via wolfruns)
Short Story Number Two Hundred and Sixteen
She had big eyes that were brown and beautiful and wide and strange. All the boys in class would look at her and follow her and want to be with her. She didn’t really like the attention though, because all she wanted to do was stare at her notebook and write little bits of poetry that never made any sense. She liked to write about the way her fingers always listened to her. And how she...
“There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth.”
– — Friedrich Nietzsche (via stelzkie, quote-book, nameyourgod, poisonedwings, letusdieyoungorliveforever, likeghosts) (via earlyfrost) (via awritersruminations) (via booklover)
