There is a painting, an old one, in his house which looks exactly like one of the paintings back home. It is signed by a certain R. Sacdalan and has a common landscape theme –a nipa hut by a lake, with rolling mountains in the far background. It would probably mean nothing but I can’t wait to go home and see if we indeed have the same painting replicas; if our ancestors had the same bad taste.It is early evening. We are trying to recall the words to an old song. To aid ourselves, he is once again with his guitar and I am with my pen and notebook.
I missed having moments like these. Alone together. Together alone. Relaxed. Talking. Mindlessly singing.
I feel silly though. I was going through my notebook and noticed only now that I am stumped once again with my writing. Stumped even with all the poetry I have surrounded myself with. Time lost its watch once again, the world its senses of direction and gravity. Nothing and nobody exists. Nobody but —
*sigh*
Why can’t I write about him, around him, while everything is still beautiful? I don’t want to end up writing only after the whole thing has blown up in my face again. Yes, the writings usually turn out better, but when they do, they give me heart attacks.
Being enamored does have its down side.
I wonder if Winterson wrote The Passion while her body was stiff with sex?
6:47 PM, 11 March 2003
He is heartbreakingly beautiful under the porch lights…
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Why do I long for another turn of time?
Why do I want the clocks to go faster
when my life depends on holding back the hands?
Why?
I want to kiss you.
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i’ve been trying to write a novel for the longest time. it is NOT easy. especially when you end up with little lazy stories that would no longer go anywhere.
and then! i came across this!:
Short-short stories
What’s a short-short story?
Short-short stories are very short stories (typically under 1000 words). These stories are sometimes called ’sudden fiction’ or ‘flash fiction’, with ‘flash fiction’ referring to an even shorter type of story (typically under 750 words).
The short-short story form has been used by a wide variety of writers, both past and present, and from countries all over the world. Short-short writers have included: Leo Tolstoy, Franz Kafka, Yukio Mishima, Margaret Atwood, Italo Calvino, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Nadine Gordimer, Peter Carey, and Jeanette Winterson.
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so.
i’m gonna do this kind of thing instead.
at least for the moment.
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