February 2012
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Anonymous asked: If you don't mind me asking, do you know what you are ill with? If you don't want to say that's fine, just please get better. xx
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the best thing about going to the hospital today was falling a bit in love with my nurse, this brown-eyed boy. he held my wrist to feel my heart. ‘your pulse is pretty quick.’
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“So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and...”
– Virginia Woolf
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i still keep a daily diary in which i list the tiniest pinprick-sized happy things that happened. it makes everything seem nicer that way (and when you look back it all connects like a constellation).
January 2012
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am currently recruiting volunteers for VFD. send me the email you use to sign in to tumblr if you would like to join (or just slip it between pages 301 and 302 in a copy of Ivan Lachrymose: Lake Explorer and hide the book in an empty film reel canister for Zombies in the Snow).
everyone is welcome. it will be a sanctuary of sorts, a word which here means a small, safe place in a troubling world.
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I’ve always wanted to start a secret organization like VFD. we would carry around spyglasses, meet in various safe places (and change them often so no one would get suspicious), keep truths in commonplace books, speak in code and send telegrams, and never, ever fight over sugar bowls. wherever we were the world would always be quiet.
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i’ve created a password-protected side blog (commonplacebookpartii) in which i will post a few of my writings. if you wish to see them, please do message me for the password.
