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An attempt to make sense of things in a random universe, one Friday at a time. Leaving my footsteps for you to find and follow, my love. Tomorrow this blog turns ten years old. You fly out tomorrow but before you go. Old key, new key. Books, reading, writing, blogging. Noon in the garden of good and evil. Three Men In One Night.
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ξ Third Prize winner at the 55th Don Carlos Palanca Memorial Awards for Literature 2005, Short Story Division. This work is now the property of the Don Carlos Palanca Foundation, and should not be published without prior written permission from the author and the Don Carlos Palanca Foundation. Published in the Philippines Free Press, 24 September 2005. All Rights Reserved.CONTENT
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Sunday, January 15, 2006. She moaned, rolled her head against the pillow, and his head came down to nuzzle her neck. Over his back she could see the ocean, rendered luminous by the moonlight. The curtains billowed in the wind. Like the curtains, she felt gauzy and tender, swayed by a force that was red and dry, yet dripping and viscous. I never know when to stop with you, he said. He reached for his pack of cigarettes, took one, and lighted it. What do you mean? Yup Us.
Click away! Links to my friends and fellow writers. My main blog, Sensibilities,. Has accumulated a lot of material over the years, so now its sidebar has become too long. Thus I have decided to create this new blog page dedicated exclusively to links to the sites of my friends and fellow writers. Been There, Been That.
Sunday, January 15, 2006. The moon looked bloated and bored, and she felt especially wicked. She asked, then wondered whether she sounded too eager. Thanks, she said, then heard her husband calling out to her from within the house.
Saturday, January 28, 2006. After a while of lying still the pounding died down a bit, and I knew I had to have an exact date if I were to figure out how old I was, whether I was a hundred and fifty-two or still twenty-five. Ever so slowly I turned my head to the right, knowing that I last saw my clock radio there. The nerve of her! Lo, I managed to mumble. Boomed a male voice, and the resting Vulcan picked up his hammering again.