I wonder how a dam day can get so full and I can get nothing out of it.
Category Archives: Talking in the Library
“So let me get this straight, It’s all been said. All of it, everything, every noun, verb, adjective, and the rest of the lot. ” Little Jen said to Julian. He stood there looking blank. It had all been said. The only thing left was a few gestures, so he shrugged and walked off.
I have cruised word press looking for writers. ‘Talking in the library’ is striving to duplicate a style, impression, whatever you want to call it of one of those writers. The particular writer’s blog is www.justsoposts.wordpress.com. I think it’s worth a read at least.
I am screaming at my wife. My face flushed from a fearful rage. It runs through me fueling teeth nashing and hair pulling. I shake her but she only moans then I realize shes asleep. I get ahold of myself by rubbing my temples. I calm down and laugh a little. I know better you’re not suppose to distract the driver.