Caroline Elonore's MindSay Blog

A shot and six others

TheScribbler — 2006-02-11T03:02:59-05:00

Christ, I could use a cigarette. Margie left two weeks ago, but like that matters anyway. The whore's not worth fuck. I keep on lamenting about the money I spent on that bitch. And the ring she wore, my...

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The Yellow Diary -part 2

TheScribbler — 2006-02-07T01:02:53-05:00

She slid out the folded letter stuck to the diary by a red elastic band. Her hands were trembling. Full of questions, she sat down as if what was about to be revealed needed her off her legs lest they give up.
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A Yellow Diary - part 1

TheScribbler — 2006-02-03T04:02:26-05:00

Mrs. Dasselty was eighty four when she found a peculiarly heavy package in the mail. She didn't get much of anything in the mail anymore, except for the Reader's Digest subscription every month and a couple of...

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The Singular Face Of A Clown

TheScribbler — 2006-02-03T02:02:00-05:00

The heavy round man felt tired to the bone when he slumped on the stool facing the reflection of himself. The obnoxious red plastic nose was now askew, the whitish paste he'd so carefully applied earlier had...

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The Musician and The Whore

TheScribbler — 2006-02-02T11:02:13-05:00

You play magic with your fingers. We both agree. Your violin snuggles lovingly where my lips have touched. I made you sigh, as your talent did me. A warm evening of October we shared the wine of love and the...

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Writing fiction

TheScribbler — 2006-02-02T10:02:58-05:00

I love writing fiction. Aside from visual arts, the love of letters and words (with the magic they convey to the reader) have always taken a major place in my life. I like to write simply, I don't fuss with many...

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