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Back at it (7)
But what then, but what? It has to be about something. You can’t just write about nothing. Languishing prose streamed across the page. With no point. Or maybe…just maybe… That is what I’m good at.
Back at it (4)
A drama though? I don’t know? Pretentious, and weepy, and ‘oh whoa is me?’ A drama would be too much. Don’t you see. No, no, no a drama it cannot be.
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Back at it (3)
A drama? Yes! a Drama! I could write a drama. Flashing swords, and blazing words. To chill and thrill, all the little hearts. A drama, yes, a drama, perhaps I’ll write a drama.
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Back at it (2)
But what to write, what to write, what to write? I’ve got to get back in the game, I’ve got to put a line or two, down on the page, to feel, to sing, But what to write?
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Back at it (1)
Back at it, I need to get back at it. Back to it, I need to get back to it. Too long now, Too long the field was fallow. Now is the time, Now is the place,. To get. Back … Continue reading
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Stanvert (20)
He disappears into the light. Waiting… A strap drops down, followed by a rope, “Put the strap around here and attach the rope.” Is called down from the light. The strap is placed around her. The rope pulls her up.
Stanvert (19)
“We’re almost there!” The man calls back. Boom boom boom. There is a light ahead. Coming down from above. boom boom boom. The man stops under it. “I think we’ll make it.”
Stanvert (18)
He looks down at her. BOOM BOOM BOOM! She smiles up at him. BOOM BOOM BOOM! He smiles back. BOOM BOOM Boom! Her eyes close. BOOM Boom boom!
Stanvert (17)
“She’ll live.” the man says. “She’ll live.” Stanvert echoes. “I’ll live.” the woman says with difficulty. “We need to keep moving.” she says The man points. Stanvert picks her up. They start moving down the tunnel. The booms echo after … Continue reading
Stanvert (16)
She screams. And cries. The man cries. Stanvert touches his cheeks. They are wet. He is confused. Why are his cheeks wet. The man smiles.
