Cheers
Jodie.


The hangoverThe figure that stared back at me was everything I’d come to hate, in a face I’d learned to love. I splashed my face again with the freezing water, intensely staring at the eyes in the mirror, looking for a moment of clarity, a vision of truth – trying to back myself into a corner and make that figure crumble. I could finally be the victor, if only someone could tell me what to do. I forcefully broke the stare, and I got on with my day; pushing the moment to the back of my mind. Chalk up another victory for the reflection.The hangover
Mornings were never my forte. Mornings, and drunken n
Lazy days
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"Organized Science flies us to the moon. Organized Religion flies us into buildings."
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As you see what upsets me the most is the lack of real intereaction between the artist (whoever's turn is it) and those who appreciate their work. I get many views and downloads on my latest pieces, yet very few comments. What I need is feedback - I want you to add to my writing with your comments. Show me you're an individual capable of more than deviant art is trying to limit us to, and we can get along good. The reason I'm saying this to you is that I'm in your watchlist, so I'm assuming you're one of the views and/or downloads. So how about that feedback? If you don't actually read what i write, you can ignore this comment.
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"The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions."
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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