logikirja
This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
Relient K - Mood Rings
avid:
Stars - Heart
Sometimes the TV is like a lover,
singing softly as you fall asleep.
You wake up in the morning and it’s still there,
adding up the things you’ll never be.
the kindness of wolves [original fiction - 3100 words; r]
There was a copy of Angela Carter’s The Company of Wolves in the bookshelf by my bed. I told you once I’d first read it when I was thirteen. It’s the sort of story that changes you, especially at that age. You know how you are at thirteen—every casual, brief mention of sex makes you hot in the face, and hot in that secret hollow you’ve only just become aware of. It’s kind of sad, isn’t it, to think what fairy tales are really about—boys and girls and sex; but isn’t that what it’s always about, after you turn thirteen?
