I purposely skipped yesterday, because to be honest my Tumblr is a collage of likable things…I love that about Tumblr, that you can lose yourself in beauty. Favorite fragrances? I am weird about fragrances.  Anything too sweet, too floral will give me a headache, though I genuinely like lavender and roses.  I can bury my nose in rosemary and breathe for hours.  Limes and citrus make me feel like sunlight is in my head. …

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The rose petals fell from the bushes and climbing vines that surrounded them, sliding with a soft susurrous across the stone mosaics, twirling and falling into the rectangular pool. The men and women of the court lined the edges of the court yard, all silent, except for the breeze that stirred the brances and leaves, that scarrted the rose petals, catching in hair and hems.  She approached the pool with her head held high, …

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I had a hard day yesterday.  Today is not much better, but I wanted to update.  (I have the next update, for today, half written.  It’s a tiny piece of fiction.  I just wanted to separate these.)   There are many beautiful words.  Susurrous.  Ebullience.  Alabastar.   But it is the context that makes words truly beautiful. I love you.  I wish I could help you see how beautiful you are.  I am here.  You …

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Or, shush, let people enjoy things. I don’t like how this day makes people feel – the false expectations.  The feeling the media seems to throw over you – that if you do not have anyone today, there is something wrong or you should feel bad. I also hate the false expectations placed on people who are in a relationship…the stress. We allow ourselves to be told what to feel or think to give …

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Falling in love with writing was easy. You live out in the middle of nowhere, stories become your friends.  Stories on the long bus rides to and from school, stories while you play, stories while you fall asleep. To this day I think more in stories, I often day dream things to help me figure out what to say or what to do.  I would rather day dream than think about my day.  I’ll …

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I think, in a previous post, I said that A Knight in Shining Armor was my first romance novel, but as I thought about this post a little throughout the day, I realize that I was wrong. When I was 14?  I think?  The neighbors – I live on a road that has no close neighbors, but the ones down the road would circulate bags of books.  Mum would go through them, but mostly …

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I often have fictional crushes.  I never really crush on actors…I crush on characters, how they inhabit the roles and what they bring out of themselves to fill out the character.  I once sat and tried to see if this was a window into what I wanted in an ideal mate, and I had to say, probably not. I loved Tom Pullings sweetness and confidence, William Mowett’s poetic warrior spirit.  Boromir – and Richard …

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  This one was hard because of the sheer plethora of songs I like…and my horrid love of…erm…love songs. So.  Let’s see.  “Love Me Tender” by Elvis – that’s rather lovely, isn’t it?   Love me tender, Love me sweet, Never let me go. You have made my life complete, And I love you so. Love me tender, Love me true, All my dreams fulfilled. For my darlin’ I love you, And I always …

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I am doing SO well on these, am I not?  I meant to do favorite love poem, but they were both sort of dreary. Day 5:  Favorite Love Poem (sort of.) When We Two Parted, but Lord Byron.  I don’t know why, but I find it so beautiful: In secret we met– In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should …

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In my head, she is a magician.  Perhaps she got her name because she was a mistress of the card trick, “Following the Queen”, “Whispering Queen” – back and forth no matter how hard you try, you cannot hide from the Queen of Hearts. And at first, she played up to it.  But it is a name with chains.  People expected a rare beauty, a Venus, someone who breathed sexuality and sensuality.  And then …

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