May 2012
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important questions
are all love letters, then, ghost stories?
May 1st
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May 1st
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“If, as Barthes maintains, absence is the first premise of desire, then the love...”
– Writing Lovers, Meira Cook -sea-change-
May 1st
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May 1st
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here is what i find hardest:
sea-change: how do you write absence?   how do you do anything with it, anything at all, other than try to move around this giant hole in your life and hope desperately that you don’t fall in? write around it? write through it? write to it?
May 1st
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April 2012
116 posts
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write it out
i’ve tried to not think about the soul, spirit, animus. my quests for meaning and possibility have been spent with my toes in the soil and eyes in the sky. the stars are visible, tangible, definite; they burn out, too. the earth can be tainted, planted; it can be destroyed and can recover. this was always enough for me. the metaphors were always enough. enter recurrence. disruption....
Apr 30th
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confessions #33
i’ve felt sick to my stomach all day trying not to think about going under general anaesthetic tomorrow to get my three wisdom out. (there’s part of me that feels like it knows it will drag me back to that dark place.) (when i’ve come so far.)
Apr 30th
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Apr 30th
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tgispring
tulips on the dvp.
Apr 29th
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oh god.
i am sitting beside a beautiful girl on the bus whose iphone has animal ears and laptop background is japanese pop stars and she keeps pulling individually saran wrapped brownies — at least four now — out of her bag and eating them in small bites with tiny fingers.
Apr 29th
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Apr 29th
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confessions #32
sometimes i mistakenly move the cursor down to the bottom left when i want to turn caps lock on and off.
Apr 29th
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Apr 28th
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Apr 28th
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late mornings.
slowly you learn that it’s okay to be sad sometimes. and you get to know intimately those things that cause you sadness. your friends beaten down. your lovers confused. the strange loneliness of distance. the desire of failed possibility. this is different than anger. this is different than insecurity. this is different than loss. this is different than depression. sadness has no...
Apr 28th
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Apr 28th
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two days. how long it takes for the first alice glass comparison with the new hair.
Apr 28th
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montreal weather fail
everywhere is already stocked with frisbees and flip flops and all i want is a pair of damn minigloves.
Apr 27th
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why do i always find seated positions comfiest that inevitably end with pins and needles in all of my feets ow ow ow ow ow
Apr 27th
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Apr 27th
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Apr 27th
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Apr 27th
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Apr 27th
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at first
i was like, why is everybody checking me out? then i was like, oh right, this is montreal.
Apr 26th
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“we are all subjects of the metaphor.”
– throes of love, julia kristeva
Apr 26th
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NEW SERIES: reasons not to watch tv #1
siblings sorting out their shit through singing catchy songs to each other and then talking about their real feelings
Apr 26th
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Apr 25th
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Apr 25th
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Apr 25th
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STRUCTURE OF FEELING
where have you been all my life
Apr 25th
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I HAVE A GREAT IDEA
LET’S SET OURSELVES UP FOR FAILURE AGAIN AND AGAIN, OKAY? RIGHT ON. SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN. NOTHING GETS ME GOING LIKE IMPOSSIBLE DREAMS. NOTHING MAKES ME RUN FASTER THAN A HORIZON I WILL NEVER REACH.
Apr 25th
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Apr 24th
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word of the 2012 exam season
‘navigate’
Apr 24th
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Apr 24th
...
DEAR MICROCLIMATE, SERIOUSLY. LET’S BE SERIOUS. this better be followed by a shitload of rainbow puppies & dancing cats. & salad rolls. lots of salad rolls.
Apr 24th
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survival strategies #29
i will not post about the weather i will not post about the weather i will not post about the weather…
Apr 24th
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Apr 24th
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Apr 24th
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holdin on
momentum. two job interviews in the past two days. one business plan almost finished. one writer’s retreat application to finish. fifteen library books to return. five two papers being written. three one exams left to write. one grad proposal marinating. two weeks two days to do it all. one at a time. breathe. breathe. breathe. slowly.
Apr 23rd
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confessions #31
it is exhausting to be strong all the time
Apr 23rd
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goodbye lullaby
the street traffic out my window just won’t compare to your breath next to me
Apr 23rd
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Apr 22nd
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just realized
my new nail polish is the colour of the only patio wall.
Apr 22nd
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confessions #30
i read the thesaurus when i was young bc i thought it would be about dinosaurs.
Apr 22nd
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“All distances are the same to those who don’t meet.”
– Offshore, Penelope Fitzgerald
Apr 22nd
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Apr 22nd
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confessions #29
no matter how much time i spend in the city, i’m still a country kid at heart.
Apr 21st
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Apr 20th
happy girl
Apr 19th
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real time.
[TRIGGER WARNING: self harm, burns, scars, anorexia] i burned a knuckle on my right hand making toast in the oven last week. (i dislike toasters and won’t have one in my house, unless there is a super toaster one day that will guarantee me it won’t light on fire. like a laser toaster, maybe.) tonight i looked down, and the skin around the burn was purple and inflamed, and the scab...
Apr 19th
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