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[lunesque]

Two words. Seriously.

Carolyn Parkhurst.

Three more words.

Lost and Found.

I love her.

There is an abuse of italics instead of CAPITALS in this entry. That's new. ;)

I want to write poetry like Ted Kooser and novels like Carolyn Parkhurst. They are both just so awe inspiring for me. I haven't felt this way since I read the collection of Anne Sexton poetry.

It woke Gabrielle, of all my muses, up so she could write one line.

I angst at my lack of creativity.

Cramping apparently makes me odd. I don't think my brain is working quite correctly.

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[lunesque.livejournal.com]

What about Wednesday?

[saekhwa]

:P My house or yours?

[lunesque.livejournal.com]

Whichever will make you happiest. ^^

[saekhwa]

You're indecisiveness will kill me one of these days.

Eh, my house. What the hell. You get to decide what we do from then on though. :P

[lunesque.livejournal.com]

Like what? I don't really know what kind of things there are to do in Little Rock other than Barnes and Noble and the Rave.*boggles*

[saekhwa]

*shrugs* I don't know. There's Sufficient Grounds, where we can order coffee and the like. We could go to the movies, but I'm afraid my budget's a bit tight because of the Baton Rouge trip Amoja and I are going to have to make at the end of the month.

Hmm. I could always cook dinner, and we can hang out wherever--movies, the house, the park, etc.