April 2011
Short Story Number Four Hundred and Thirty
She was reading her favourite books again. When the world gets too big and heavy, and when it feels like everything is building like skyscrapers around her, she goes into her room and brings out her books. She reads her favourite novel and her favourite picture book. She reads them again and again until everything makes more sense. She reads because the real world never makes sense.
Short Story Number Four Hundred and Twenty Nine
You told me how you had a list of things that were going to stop you from falling apart. The list wasn’t that long, but it was enough. I asked you if I was on the list. I knew I shouldn’t have asked, but I did anyway. I was tired and scared and I needed something nice to happen. You looked at me and then you looked down at your shoes and then you looked at me again. I waited for you to...
“Every moment is a fresh beginning.”
– T. S. Eliot (via nathanielstuart)
“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have...”
– Charles Bukowski (via owlveinss)
3 of 5 stars to Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/154905141
Short Story Number Four Hundred and Twenty Eight
It was so hot that we had to put on the air conditioning and the fan and just lay there on the floor and watch T.V. About halfway through the night I got up and had a look out of the window and could see all the city lights. It looked like the city and the sky and the air was melting. It looked like all the buildings and all the cars and all the other bedroom windows couldn’t get to sleep...
“I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into...”
– Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
“Maybe the books can get us half out of the cave. They just might keep us from...”
– Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via fivefootshelf)
Short Story Number Four Hundred and Twenty Seven
It was time to go to work and we both wanted to stay in bed and just look at each other for a little while longer. You asked me if I wanted some coffee and I nodded my head and said yes and you got up and made some. I watched you and I thought about how I’d try my hardest to make you happy. I’d really try because you weren’t like anyone else. You were different and strange and...
