The words I write come from late night battles between the pen and sleep... (sometimes this means throwing coherency to the wind. we accept this and move on)
I'm quite the musical aficionado--my favourite composer being Jason Robert Brown (Last 5 Years...be still my beating heart). I have this thing for heavy orchestration. It tends to be a problem. Secretly, I am writing a musical... sort of. It gets shelved regularly in favour of more transient projects with tangible end points.
I love Opera... especially I Pagliacci (find it. Recitar! Mentre preso dal delirio makes my world go round)
I cling to realism like a lamprey. I can't help it. No one lives happily ever after with the love of their life free from strife and woe.
I worship at Victor Hugo's literary feet--read Les Miserables (and not the abridged version. Abridgments are for losers with no appreciation for grandiose visions). Even his obscure works are amazing. I apologize for any rambling tangents on architecture, landscape, or political nonsense. They are his doing.
I also beg forgiveness for my British spellings. You'll know it when you see it.
I'm quite the musical aficionado--my favourite composer being Jason Robert Brown (Last 5 Years...be still my beating heart). I have this thing for heavy orchestration. It tends to be a problem. Secretly, I am writing a musical... sort of. It gets shelved regularly in favour of more transient projects with tangible end points.
I love Opera... especially I Pagliacci (find it. Recitar! Mentre preso dal delirio makes my world go round)
I cling to realism like a lamprey. I can't help it. No one lives happily ever after with the love of their life free from strife and woe.
I worship at Victor Hugo's literary feet--read Les Miserables (and not the abridged version. Abridgments are for losers with no appreciation for grandiose visions). Even his obscure works are amazing. I apologize for any rambling tangents on architecture, landscape, or political nonsense. They are his doing.
I also beg forgiveness for my British spellings. You'll know it when you see it.
- Last seen on Sep 22 11:46 PM. Member since February 23, 2008.
- I am a 19 year old girl from Washington (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm studying, knitting, doing the whole music thing.
- I have 86 poems, 4 stories
My Stories
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The fluorescent lighting hit her like a grey-green brick, shortly followed by the delightful smell of disinfectant mingled with a variety of exciting bodily fluids and medications. The gentle, distant beeping assured her tha
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Sophie stood on the corner of Lincoln and 3rd waiting for the white stick figure—the herald of the crosswalk—to appear signaling safe passa
My Poetry
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Transitional bubbles of twinging anger
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Awkward elbow contact
Makes life exciting in a negative way
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- Chemically speaking, this won't end well at allpoetry
Transitional bubbles of twinging anger
collect along the submerged surface - ...and we age gracelessly... at allpoetry
...faint and baseless accusations occupy the space between reason and eccentricities - Awkward Elbow Contact at allpoetry
Awkward elbow contact
Makes life exciting in a negative way
