the awakening

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current read: the awakening-- kate chopin.
"she was seeking herself and finding herself in just such sweet, half-darkness which met her moods. but the voices were not soothing that came to her from the darkness and the sky above and the stars. they jeered and sounded mournful notes without promise, devoid even of hope."

current watch: brokeback mountain-- ang lee; in honor of heath.

current listen: elsa's procession to the cathedral, from act II, scene IV of lohengrin, an opera of richard wagner







recently, nights have been bereft of inspiration and the days have been stretched over a hesitant reluctance to write. it has been some time since i have put my pen to the page; my short story has yet to release the breath it's been holding and my poetic sense seems dry, as if i have met yet another obstacle in my struggle to reign and mold raw intuition into an intense performance as an écrivaine.
i don't know what it is, but something has fixed its teeth into both of my ankles, and i'm just watching it bleed, unsure and with an ambiguous, downward gaze.







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