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Lies / Mensonges
Tonight I explore lies. It's been fun to write about that. Like all limits pop open, and everything can come out even the most ludicrous ideas. Funny how the piece in English feels more like dreams than lies. Are dream lies? Are lies dreams?? Last night...
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Fragments of a sunny day / Fragments d'une journée ensoleillée
Working Writing Neighbors shouting Windows and doors open Dogs barking Are they in my place? I put the music up They protest I can't even believe it Headphones on Working on Yet I could Murder someone Il fait beau La ville est en effervescence Un samedi...
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Colors / couleurs
Two very different pieces in English and in French for this one; Enjoy!! Colors shift through my mind. I remember. The yellow of the sunflower fields. The patches of daffodils in the park around the house when I was little. The sheep ate every blade of...
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This week / Cette semaine
This week has been a disaster for writing. Looking for a new car seems to be a very tiring and time consuming occupation. Trying a first dealer, checking out the cars they offer in the price and size range we are looking for, looking at the financing...
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Rose part 4 / Gilles 4ème partie
Rose part 4 The next morning at 9am, she called. And then again at 11am, 12pm, 1pm, and every half hour after that until 9pm. She didn't leave a message every time, but left enough of them to make her son feel guilty whenever he was going to pick them...
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Mark part 3 / Pierre 3ème partie
Mark part 3 Mark wandered aimlessly in the streets, looking often at his watch to be sure not to miss the 10am meeting. He passed the bakery and the cafe, not feeling hungry or thirsty yet. He would have liked to stop and sit down somewhere, but wasn't...
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Cigarettes
She lifted her cup of tea and took a sip, then another one, closing her eyes as she let the warm liquid pour into her throat. It was strong and bitter, and she grimaced a bit as she put the cup down. Her face went immediately back to her expression of...
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Beer / Bière
Noise woke me up in the middle of the night again. Second time this week, and it's only Thursday. I am not looking forward to the weekend. I bet that's what it's like to live right above a pub in Dublin. In the restaurant and pub area on the top of it....
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Writing pains / Douleurs d'écriture
Today again Writing pains Tired oh so tired Oh so many things to do Yet the commitment THE commitment I have to honor Lest I don't honor myself I love the writing I love me writing I don't love me not writing so much Avoiding Shifting Fleeing Betraying...
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Park / Parc
Kids running around screaming jumping around Women Girls really Lying around in the sun Legs exposed Looking From the corner of their eyes To see who is watching While they talk to their friends Men showing off Muscles speed strength Playing football...
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Vodka
He opened the freezer, looking for ice. He rummaged through bags of peas, a chicken, ice cream and bread, and finally found the ice cube tray. With a relieved sigh, he pulled the tray out, closed the door, and pushed two ice cubes into a wide glass. He...
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Destiny / Destin
OK back to writing practice. Destiny. I hate that word. I don't believe we have a "destiny" like most soothsayers try to let us believe. Something set in stone, written in advance, and that we can't change, as if we were mere puppets in the hands of some...
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Mark part 4 / Pierre 4ème partie
Mark part 4 At 11:30 Mark's phone rang. The sound invaded the whole closet, and it took him a few seconds before he found it in his back pocket. He saw that he had a few missed calls, and wondered how on earth he had been able to miss calls if the phone...
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Mark part 6 / Pierre 6ème partie
Mark part 6 Philip prepared the coffee, asked Mark if he took milk and sugar – one sugar no milk thank you – and prepared the cups while the coffee dripped into the pot. They sat down on his couch, and drank their coffee without talking much. Mark felt...
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Emotions
Dammit, she thought. I am back there again. Half depressed, half angry, with a hint of irritation and a generous serving of sadness. She took her plate, and brought it to the sink. She compulsively started to do the dishes. She hated when any dishes were...
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Sun / Soleil
It's sunny today. Not one cloud in the sky, bright, almost warm. Blue skies and cheerful people; I hate it. I don't feel cheerful. Why would the weather contradict me so much? Why are people smiling when I feel so miserable? I want rain. I want wind and...
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Silence
He looked at her Silent She looked at him Silent In their eyes Emotions Like daggers Like honey Like thunder Like water Nothing Is said No noise No sound Just the eyes Looking Speaking Screaming Shouting Wailing Loving Hating Silence Can be so loud Quelquefois...
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Entrance / Entrée
When she entered the room, everyone turned around to look at her, and stopped talking. She wondered what was going on. Was there some dirt on her face? Had she forgotten to comb her hair? Was she wearing pajamas or slippers by mistake? It felt like one...
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Portraits
He is rather short and holds his spine very straight. His hair is very short and spiky on the top. Cleanly shaven, a white shirt that show the collar only under a smart black jumper. He looks young, alert, moving from one table to the next effortlessly....
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RIP computer... Repose en paix ordinateur...
This morning I did the thing I do every morning. I plugged in, and switched on my laptop. I know it takes a while to fully turn on, so I went and did other things expecting the PC to be fully on by the time I cama back to it. Except it wasn't on at all....
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Lies / Mensonges Take 2
"I assure you! I climbed Mount Everest! In 1999!!" "Ah come on! In 1999 you were 17." "I did it! I tell you!!" "You were at SCHOOL at the time!" Paul was a compulsive liar. There was nothing he could do to stop himself from lying. His particularity was...
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Basic rules for this blog / Règles de base pour ce blog
Today I am wondering if I will continue to write the same thing in French and in English on this blog. It feels like I am writing in English, and then translating into French, and that doesn't feel so good. So either I am going to take poetic licence...
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Science Fiction
Science. Fiction. Science Fiction. SF San Francisco Special effects labs in San Francisco SF in SF She looked at the sheet of paper. Really science fiction wasn't inspiring her that much. OK, yes, same acronym as San Francisco. But her mind mapping efforts...
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First day of three months / Premier jour des trois mois
OK so. First morning. Morning over No writing yet Oh yes I need to sort things out first Tidy up Make sure my mind is ready And there are no obstacles Yet the preparation is unneeded It IS the obstacle I just need to dive in DIVE IN Go Go in Go in deeper...
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Freedom / Liberté
Freedom What is it? What does free time mean if I don't use it? What does a free mind mean if I don't listen to it? What does free spirituality mean if I stay stuck in materialism or logic? What does it mean to be free if I am scared? What does it mean...