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Festival - 2
Festival snapshots First morning. It's raining. Thursday, the first visitors run around trying to stay as dry as possible before entering the balloons where they'll be able to meet their favorite authors and artists. There is so much to see and do, it's...
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Un écrivain / a writer
Le réveil sonne. 7h30 déjà. Elle arrête la sonnerie d'un geste las et tâtonnant. Elle s'extirpe du lit assez péniblement, un oeil encore fermé comme s'il voulait s'accrocher au sommeil encore un peu, s'enroule dans sa robe de chambre, et se traine jusqu'à...
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Dreams / Rêves
Dreams What are they I dreamt a new phone Got it today An android would you believe Almost like an iphone Better sound even I dreamt a relationship I enjoy it now already I dreamt a new house Didn't see the shadow of it Dreams heh Who would I be without...
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Differences
I look at him sitting across the table. He is different. Another gender, another skin color, another way of dressing. Other interests, another way of looking at the world. It used to scare me. Upset me even. Now I quite like it. I like the way his freckled...
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The most horrible blog post ever? / Le plus horrible message blogué?
I just read this article: http://www.copyblogger.com/horrible-blog-post/ I was just thinking: Dammit. I am just starting a writing blog, and I already don't know what to write about. After reading the article, I decided to give it a go, and see what comes...
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Memories / Souvenirs
I started yesterday to do the exercises of the book "Room to write" by Bonni Goldberg (I remember buying that book thinking it was one of Natalie Goldberg's book, and being surprised at how different the style was. Of course!! It wasn't Natalie Goldberg's...
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Style exercises 3 / Exercices de style 3
The core story 5am Dogs Woken up Yard 5 people fighting Neighbors and cops Earplugs Back to sleep Funny and light You'll never guess what happened last night! At 5 am the dogs barked! They woke me up of course, and the fun part was, I absolutely had to...
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Serious ? / Sérieux ?
"Why don't we order pizzas?", she asked. Her face was open, with a cheeky half smile on. I love when she looks at me like that, and she knows I can't resist. "You think?" I say, matching her tone. "Didn't you feel like a soup earlier?" She frowned. "I...
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L'angoisse de la page blanche / Writer's block
Bon je m'excuse même plus de pas avoir écrit depuis une éternité... Au bout du compte c'est moi qui en pâtis... J'ai du mal à écrire, d'accord. Alors écrivons. L'angoisse de la page blanche. Je me réveille. Il est tard. Trop tard pour tout ce que j'ai...
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Writer / Ecrivain
There is a tray on the table. On it, the paper of a chocolate chip muffin, an unopened dose of powdered suga, a plastic stirer and a folded paper napkin. On the table next to the tray, a papercup with some black coffee in it. He grabs the cup from time...
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Spring / Printemps
Easter over Still tons of chocolate to finish Hips expanding Lilacs blooming I look around I love Spring The fresh smell in the air The light blue sky on fine days The cool nights and warmer days And flowers Blooms Colors As if Nature Had pulled up From...
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Commitment / Engagement
Today I commit to myself to explore the writer in me as consistently and thoroughly as possible. I commit to writing on this blog every day, as long as I have an internet connection available. I commit to make a writing practice out of this. I commit...
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Discipline
Today's theme is discipline. Just came to me when I was wondering if I was actually going to discipline myself and write, or not. The parallel between the scene I wrote in English and the French piece tickled my mind, and there I had to write it!! Whooosh...
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GRRRRRR
I don't want to write today. It pisses me off. I am tired, getting grumpier by the minute and just want to have a shower and go to bed. But I committed to writing every day. As much as possible. It feels like my whole body is conspiring to force me to...
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This is what happened / Voici ce qui s'est passé
This is what happened. I will try and relate it as clearly and simply as possible, which is a difficult task, as really it was a very complicated situation. So. That night, when my neighbour got home, he found his wife in bed with a stranger. Or so he...
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Festival
Today was the first day of the comic festival in Angoulême. People walking and strolling under the penetrating drizzle, going from one bubble to the next, smiling, chatting, watching. There is something in the atmosphere of the city that changes with...
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Photos
Elle monte l'escalier. Une marche après l'autre. Elle fait bien attention de ne pas faire craquer la neuvième marche. Elle craquait très fort à l'époque. Puis elle redescend, et la fait craquer, exprès. C'est bien le même son qu'autrefois. Elle esquisse...
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Grumpy / Grognon
I wake up and already things are not going well. My head is killing me, I feel almost nauseous, and, oh yes, everything annoys me. Every thought feels as annoying as an itch in the middle of the back, right where you can't reach and scratch. Dammit I...
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About writing / sur l'écriture
Writing. How delightful, inspiring, difficult, tensed, creative, scary, and utterly rich. I am enjoying this time. These three months I - and my environment too, sweetheart and family - am giving myself to just write. Focus, at last concentrate on writing....
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Rose part 6 / Gilles 6ème partie
Rose part 6 After he hung up, Rose stayed standing beside her bed, with the phone receiver at the ear, barely hearing the beep beep that had ended the conversation so abruptly. Her body was shaking. Her heart was clenching painfully. She put the phone...
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Peace / Paix
OK I haven't been writing here in ages. I tried, but hey. I just didn't do it. So now I am back. With a piece on peace. How adequate. I wake up. A big knot in my throat. Unable to say why, or what that thing is about. I can only say that I have been waking...
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Rose part 1 / Gilles 1ère partie
Rose part 1 It was 6:30am when Rose woke up as usual. She stretched carefully in bed, then in one movement pushed the covers away and jumped out of bed. She had a lot to do that day. As diligently as an ant, she hurried to the bathroom, brushed her teeth...
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Puy en Velay: Impressions
A pilgrim He stoops a little, looking tired. His big rucksack seems to be weighing him down. He is on the path to St James, too late in the evening to be leaving town. He looks lost, old and smaller than he is. I don't know where he is from. I just know...
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I don't remember / je ne me souviens pas
To continue with the Room to Write exercises, today is: I don't remember. I don't remember what most people are wearing, even if I spend the whole day with them. I just don't seem to pay attention to that. I don't remember what age I was when I got my...
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Philip part 1 / Lucie 1ère partie
Philip woke up early. He checked his watch, and was amazed to find that it was only 5:30am. He tossed and turned a few moments in bed, trying to get back to sleep, but to no avail. He was awake and that was it. His eyes were wide open, without any of...