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[18 Jan 2009|07:09am] |
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Everyone already knows that if Florence dies it's going to be the most pathetic death ever.
Also:
I am not joining ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) neopolis.
One day I'm going to have a character hook up with another character, and the sex will be average.
I feel like having a character randomly get sniffles or whatever. And then have them go away. Because I can, and not everything is impending doom.
Just for the record, in case anyone was wondering, none of these are directed at anyone, I'm just musing.
I might also write more Elena drabbles.
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| The characters in my head |
[18 Jan 2009|09:18pm] |
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Richard Hell And The Voidoids: Lowest Common Dominator |
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( This got longer than I intended )
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| Elena Pepper, 1963 |
[18 Jan 2009|09:54pm] |
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Louis Garrel: Ma mémoire sale |
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The nun had earnest eyes and a firm voice. "Please don't bring him back," she said, twice and then again as she left, to make sure Elena understood.
She does understand, and she looks at her son and doesn't know what to feel. When Teresa picked up a flower and it blossomed in her hand Elena was overjoyed. Octavius is more troubling. He is seven years old and his hair is curling into his face and he's getting tall too fast and needs a new pair of shoes and the nun never said the word "expelled", but still she worries.
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