Whispers of Ink

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Thu, 23 May 2013 15:07:32 -0400

sincerelywithlove: Whoa.

Thu, 23 May 2013 15:03:44 -0400

sincerelywithlove:

Whoa.

Ever after

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:57:17 -0400

“If you suffer your people to be ill-educated, and their manners corrupted from infancy, and then punish them for those crimes to which their first education disposed them, what else is to be concluded, sire, but that you first make thieves and then punish them” -Drew Barrymore in Ever After

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buzzfeedlgbt: Janelle Monae is the Dapper Queen Bow.Down.

Sun, 12 May 2013 17:37:37 -0400

buzzfeedlgbt:

Janelle Monae is the Dapper Queen

Bow.Down.

You see a person’s true colors when you are no longer beneficial to their life.

Sat, 11 May 2013 10:32:45 -0400

You see a person’s true colors when you are no longer beneficial to their life.

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Fri, 10 May 2013 18:13:29 -0400

theparisreview: Detail from a #manuscript page by John...

Fri, 10 May 2013 18:13:07 -0400

theparisreview:

Detail from a #manuscript page by John Banville.

"You’re under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago."

Fri, 10 May 2013 11:17:02 -0400

“You’re under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago.”

- My friend Kim, one of the wisest women I have ever know. (via ordinarywonder)

likeafieldmouse: Daniel Firman

Thu, 09 May 2013 19:32:35 -0400

likeafieldmouse:

Daniel Firman

urbanhippiee: gypsy/indie/boho/bambi

Thu, 09 May 2013 18:22:15 -0400

urbanhippiee:

gypsy/indie/boho/bambi

Olivia Gatwood: A significant part of the writing process involves sharing. After all,...

Thu, 09 May 2013 16:05:30 -0400

Olivia Gatwood: A significant part of the writing process involves sharing. After all,...:

oliviagatwood:

A significant part of the writing process involves sharing. After all, that’s how you become a better writer in the first place. Unfortunately, that also means looking back and feeling humiliated by the works you’ve shown in the past, works filled with unnecessary adverbs and terrible sentence…

The poem I want to write is impossible. A stone that floats.” —Charles Simic

Thu, 09 May 2013 15:53:10 -0400

The poem I want to write is impossible. A stone that floats.”
—Charles Simic

“I have always loved everything about you. Even what I didn’t understand. And I have always known...

Thu, 09 May 2013 15:52:45 -0400

“I have always loved everything about you. Even what I didn’t understand. And I have always known that, at heart, I would have you no different. But most people don’t know how to love. Nothing is enough for them. They must have their dreams. It’s the only thing they do well. Dreaming. They dream up obligations. New ones every day. They long for undiscovered countries, fresh demands, another call. While some of us are left with the knowledge that love can never wait. A shared bed, a hand in yours, that’s the only thing that matters. The worst thing of all is fear. The fear of being alone.”
—Albert Camus

colevargasart: Girl in Snow.11” x 17”

Thu, 09 May 2013 15:49:51 -0400

colevargasart:

Girl in Snow.

11” x 17”

I just updated my tumblr in the first time in forever!!!..I should really keep my writing more...

Thu, 09 May 2013 15:45:29 -0400

I just updated my tumblr in the first time in forever!!!..I should really keep my writing more organized but I’m writing a poetry book!! And below are some snippets of some of those things

Excerpts from Rosary

Thu, 09 May 2013 15:42:00 -0400

I. The Nile

Remember how carelessly
the summer kissed our skin?
lavender and peppermint,
how we opened our eyes
and dove head first
how easy it then was
to take the plunge
to see everywhere
the light touched.

III. The Pillars

See how they stand
in white coats
See how they pace
with black bags
See how they flicker
light years ahead
and the people
the people the people have come
to watch and wait
and whisper.

IV. Praetorium

What if this world
is only a waiting room?

It is only when we leave,
that we learn
why we’re here
in the first place.

IX. The Vigil

candlelight
someone is singing
if I listen hard enough
it sounds like you are not alone,
you are not alone, you
are not alone

-Meredith Irvin

Excerpt from 'Getting Lost'

Thu, 09 May 2013 15:34:00 -0400

Two hours later, a flashlight silhouettes their figures over a tattered book. One that had been read many times before. The words paint a young boy walking through many many hospital corridors. They imagine the scuffed drag of his tennis shoes along the white floor. They imagine his open eyes. He seems so familiar now. An old friend. A hand reaching through a waiting room.

“Remember when I was going to be a doctor,” Becca whispers.
“I do. You would have been a good one.” Ari lays her cheek to her collarbone.
“But after everything that happened, I just didn’t want to.”
“I know. It would have been useful though.”
“Like when we were suck on that island?”
Ari smiles. “You did save me.”

“How could I not?”