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A Quote

“They continued on, falling into habit, neither one willing to let go of the dream, the image of the writer and his muse. And so on a small island in a half-rate guesthouse they find themselves, the mediocre writer, his failed muse, and disappointment, inextricably tangled in the bed sheets together.” – Between Bodies Lie

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Savage Circus

Chapter 19 Shots. They’re good in a bar, but never in the street. Things are looking up, the fortune cookie had said. I was just out of Chin’s Restaurant and a few steps along the sidewalk when I heard the race of the engine and then, a split-second later, the jack-hammer roar of the tommy…

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A Quote

“We are stories we tell to others, subtly crafted, to make ourselves more interesting. We must give shape and form to what is shapeless, formless. In the end the truth becomes blurred. Is it any mystery that we never fully know one another?” – Between Bodies Lie  

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The Last Year

The ballroom is filled with black and white, glitter and red, like a star strewn sky bleeding silk scarves and paper planes. Partygoer’s faces beam, smiling moons circling in pairs along the dance floor. He makes his way through this galaxy of merriment, nudged by unseeing shoulders, his steps uneven to avoid the trampling of…

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Size Matters

“It’s sooo long,” she said in awe. “I know,” I responded. “What am I supposed to do with that?” she asked exasperated. “What?” “I mean, I don’t have time for that. I mean, I hardly think I have the time to spend on that, and it’s not like I’m sure that I’ll even like it…

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“So this is a memoir of sorts, a recounting of the things that happened, could have happened and never existed. These are words based on memories, which are elusive and changing. And things we think now on the things that happened aren’t the things we necessarily thought then, and how we view it changes from…

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