July 2010
7 posts
“You know how it’s been said of Ginger Rogers that “she did everything...”
– Roger Ebert in his “Salt” Review. Angelina Jolie is badass. The End.
“The Difference Between Us” —...
“Christmas Tree” — Lady Gaga
“There are days like that. You meet nothing but squares. So you start to look in...”
– Pierrot le fou
June 2010
3 posts
“Among our egocentric sad-sacks, despair is as addictive as heroin and more...”
– Tom Robbins
May 2010
10 posts
“Any life, whatever it is, requires a kind of permanent violence to take its...”
– The Killer
The danger of getting the thing you want the most is that you have the thing you want the most. She found herself preoccupied these days. With unhappiness. With melancholy. It would sneak up on her in between the happy moments. It would wedge itself into the cracks and taunt her with it’s ludicrous truth — with everything, there was still more. The NEED never went away. It just got...
“It is also what I refer to as the bill. You eat a delicious meal at a delicious...”
– Shonda Rhimes on the Grey’s finale
What’s Worth Loving « 5406 Lexington →
Gold.
Life of a Pseudo-Writer →
The things about being a “Screenwriter” that nobody talks about.
April 2010
10 posts
Sunday's Game →
Gold. Watch immediately.
“Soco Amaretto Lime” - Brand New
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“I’m the kind of woman who wants to know the end of the story, she thought,...”
– A Reliable Wife by Robert Goolrick
inPRNT! →
Gold. A little obsessed with covering my walls with framed prints.
She put on the sweater, and suddenly she was too hot. But without it, she was cold again. And she read too much into that, as she did most things these days. Too much time spent in her head. Too much time being untouched. The object behind the glass in a museum that had lost all meaning. An artifact. Unused and dying. Cold. Sweater-less. Where were the naughty boys who ignored the “hands...
“All the words you need are to be found in the dictionary. All you have to do is...”
– Emma Darcy
March 2010
8 posts
“Fires” - Band of Skulls
Baby,...
A Letter from David Mamet to the Writers of The... →
Gold.
“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow...”
– Pablo Neruda
“The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to cultivating habits.”
– Albert Camus
February 2010
20 posts
A Game for Two
Cold numbed the tip of her ass outside the reach of the heat to release tension people were fucking pressed together for a kiss they would never finish. People were always blaming her they were just jealous Nobody ever really loved a lover. She liked their white bed, From the outside it looked like death.
An arrangement of words stolen from pg. 3 of the novel “Paint it Black” by...
“…if you expect to succeed as a writer, rudeness should be the...”
– Stephen King
“She understood that her heart operated on its own instructions, that she had no...”
– Jeffrey Eugenides
"But sitting there with all of these people...
Gold. For the longest I couldn’t quite put into words why the act of pitching was so irksome to me, so thank you Guinevere Turner, thank you very much.
My mother was an Olympic gymnast trainer →
Why Taylor Swift Offends Little Monsters,... →
Gold. I like Taylor Swift, and my itunes is graced with the presence of a few of her songs, but this article is filled with little gems too on point to ignore, such as this —
“If Swift’s work connects with teenage girls, it does so on the most simplistic, reductive territory of all: pining for boys, walking in the rain, kissing in the rain, crying drops of tears on her guitar, driving...
All the Sad Young Virgins
His hand on her knee. Suddenly, she had to go. Why were they going so slow? Careful Silence. It had been five days since he’d said. good fucking riddance.
An arrangement of words stolen from pg. 6 of the novel “Paint it Black” by Janet Fitch with original punctuation and capitalization intact.
