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   badlydrawnstickman's Blogs in March 2009
West.
Only six hours out and seventeen to go, he released the gas, gently pressed the clutch and jammed the shift into fifth. The small, silver Audi surged forward under him and, checking the mirrors quickly, he slid into the passing lane, accelerating to 110, and flicked on the cruise control.......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-05 21:00:00 |  Rating: | Views: 85 | Comments: 10 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  west   
Earthquakes (II).
Please read 'Earthquakes' here . <hr> Earthquakes (II). Like the old saying, 'good things come to those who wait', so it is, I believe, with happiness although, in my mind, happiness is something that needs to be worked toward; to build the circumstances in one's own......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-07 14:30:00 |  Rating: | Views: 92 | Comments: 5 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  earthquakes   
Earthquakes (III).
Please read 'Earthquakes' ( I , II ). <hr> Earthquakes (III). “Paul, are you OK?' he said to me and I fought back the coughing fit. “You need to take better care of yourself”, he said with severity. “Do you see the lining of your bronchii, here,......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-08 20:30:00 |  Rating: | Views: 97 | Comments: 7 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  earthquakes   
Earthquakes (IV).
Please read 'Earthquakes' ( I , II , III ). <hr> Earthquakes (IV). “Paul! What the hell are you doing?” Kevin, the warehouse supervisor, strode up, swaggering like a street-fighter, to where I was akwardly hunched over a painfully slow and frightfully old......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-10 20:30:00 |  Rating: | Views: 88 | Comments: 7 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  earthquakes   
Vegas, baby!
The plane cruises, descending, through a brilliantly lit sky above the desert that is painted gold and shades of pink in the late afternoon sun. I hear the engines rev and a slight tremor passes through the vehicle as it banks perceptibly; the Merlot in my glass banks similarly. I take a......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-12 16:34:37 |  Rating: | Views: 90 | Comments: 6 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  vegas baby!   
The Last Story (I).
The writer sat before his computer and his finger scrolled softly and silently over the archive of stories; the accumulated work of years stored in the anonymous, digital guise of zero's and one's on the disk. Each story represented a part of the writer`s own mind; reflections abstracted......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-14 20:30:00 |  Rating: | Views: 89 | Comments: 6 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  the last story   
Miss Redd.
She is new to our office. To me, she is a dream. Her name is Katherine Redd. She is blonde with big, beautiful blue eyes and an open smile that shows neat teeth. She is diminutive; the kind of girl that I would love to put my arm around and take care of. I think I fell in love with her......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-15 21:00:00 |  Rating: | Views: 105 | Comments: 4 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  Miss Redd   
Truth.
The young couple entered the late-night and nearly deserted restaurant clearly in love. Their body language spoke the words that their mouths had not yet clearly articulated; they leaned like marsh reeds together, yearning for closeness and closing out the rest of the world, amidst clasped......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-16 21:00:00 |  Rating: | Views: 64 | Comments: 5 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  truth   
Mirror.
'The small funeral procession arrived, on a spring afternoon, led by the long, black and highly polished hearse, its roof adorned with flowers, at the Woodlawn Cemetery where he was...' The book snaps shut in my shaking hands and I fling it across the room, desiring to be as far from it......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-17 21:00:00 |  Rating: | Views: 63 | Comments: 3 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  mirror   
The Weight.
The Weight. Days like this seem to be a joyful reminder of the beauty that is life but, walking through the park with the sun in my face and its radiant energy warming me through my black, suede and leather jacket, I can feel the weight, as I always do. These are days that are born......Read More
Posted on: 2009-03-20 20:00:00 |  Rating: | Views: 66 | Comments: 4 | Tags: badlydrawnstickman  weight 

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