You are driving me crazy. You have been driving me crazy for weeks.
I can already feel myself falling hard, something I've been known to do. All because she smiled at me.
Water is peaceful. I am at rest. In the water, I am safe and pulled in where I can't get out. Everything slows down-the noise and the racing of my thoughts.
I skim through our notebook, thick with words, and then through our Facebook messages—so many now—and then I write a new one, quoting Virginia Woolf: Let us wander whirling to the gilt chairs.… Are we...
If I do anything, I have to start over, but all I have is fragments of ideas. Just pieces. Like a germ of an idea for this, and a germ of an idea for that. Nothing whole or concrete - Violet 'Growth i...
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places. —Ernest Hemingway
Theodore Finch leans against an SUV, hands in pockets, like he has all the time in the world and he expects me. I think of the Virginia Woolf lines, the ones from The Waves: Pale, with dark hair, the...