After a little break, here’s a Wrong Star p..m again. That probably means I’m not done and that there still are a couple of motifs to explore. Certain country’s Eurovision entry inspired me a lot, too. Well, at least it made to the top 10.
The title of this one was taken from one of my Read on
Recent couple of days got me in a Forever Nine mood. That does not mean I’m out of inspiration for Wrong Star, that just means I feel like this cocoon in time has no happy way out and that something awful is going to happen. Some disturbing things I wrote in 2006, when my friends Read on
This started off as a Wrong Star p..m…hence the other side of the fence motif. However, it ends up in the Forever Nine hopelessness. Just like the most of the Forever Nine p..ms, there’s a question the observer/narrator isn’t able to respond to at the very end. Also, I’m not really into such short forms, Read on
I overuse the phrase “clockwork flower” in Wrong Star p..ms. I thought I’d explain where it comes from.
A little more than three years ago, on st. George’s day 2007 (which would be the 06th of May here), I had a row with a guy who was driving me insane. Let’s say that he was pretending Read on
A disclaimer, before I start. I’m female, but I’m not too feminine. I never wore a skirt or a dress in my adult life and the only time I tried a skirt on, in November 2008, strange things started happening, in that “try everything you never tried” fashion. I’m not interested in most make-up because Read on
Here’s another p..m of the Forever Nine series. I am not quite sure if that one has an ending, where it’s going and if it’s supposed to be positive, negative, rough, sentimental or some sort of a fifth kind of a thing (because it’s worth it – lame joke…).
I originally wanted to write something Read on
This is going to be a weak one. I had a great idea, but it just didn’t turn out the way I wanted to. I like p..ms where you can pin-point details precise by, like, centimetres and milimetres, but I don’t think this is strong enough. It’s supposed to be a nightmare version of what Read on
This one is a Wrong Star p..m. Since the series, to my happiness and a huge surprise, already has a number of fans, some of whom have their own conceptual series of p..ms, too; I felt the need to point this out.
I’m all over the marmalade-tomorrow-marmalade-yesterday, White Flag video from Dido, Great Expectations, getting what Read on
Before I sat down to release this to public (whatever my public is), two people read it. One of them said that it would be interesting if it was music, the other said that it could get away as a children’s song. I don’t know if I would go that far, given the common assumption Read on
This one is a rewrite of a p..m that I wrote in August 2006 and originally titled Leaves. The narrator here isn’t necessarily a living being, he/she/it could be something abstract. The imagery is a bit tasteless at some points, but I actually have one p..m with worse imagery, from the same year. OK, two. Read on