"How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream.” -- Gaston Bachelard
Just trying to free my mind through writing...
Last time we went swimming
the sea stood up and hugged you
as though you were responsible
for keeping it blue
– Drown by Bianca Stewart
ok, seriously, you are a fucking genius. this came alive, filled my lungs with the dirty Mississippi and choked all reason and comprehension away from me. it was beyond beautiful. good grief woman...i love it
Author's Response: EEP thanks girl! This idea came totally out of left field for me but I just kinda rolled with it. Glad you liked it!
A winter storm strands JC for the night at the airport. He meets an old man who reminds what and who is important.
For jersey_tenn, my Secret Santa. I hope you enjoy this, gal.
i must be the rudest gift-receiver on the planet...i never properly thanked you! thank you so much for the story. i asked for romance and you delivered. it was sweet and heartfelt. loved it. thank you so much!
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