Got the clouds in my head... 💭
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A day like this...
-- detailing the moment their crush smiled back. Someone else will be writing about some misfortune, in a time zone further ahead than the one I am experiencing right now. And someone else will be writing about the injustice of having no choice but to live within this system that seems only to screw us over. Though the person right next door, might be trying to freeze in time (& words) the job pro…
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Perish.
Every writer has a favorite word, or at least a spoiled one. And perhaps words have favourite people too when it comes to picking their preferred authors. I like to feel that the word perish and I share a special bond. NOTE: Specially the Spanish translation of the word, which happens to be “perecer“. Random little fun fact. Every single time I sit down to write song lyrics, she refuses to go unn…
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City of Worlds
That nerdy girl living in the small yet widely populated city of Mexico was just another one of the crowd. The same metropolis hoarding a million faces would have no one betting a single dime for her. The only ones that would, were all the characters living rent-free inside her head in a city tailored just for them. If Mexico’s City felt like many cities at once inhabiting its conurbation, then th…
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They lied to you...
NOTE: The title card on the image above can be translated as “Lies: The Musical“, a quite popular Mexican jukebox musical. That famous tip of “just write” as this sort of golden key, hides more than one lie: (…) Writing isn’t the hard part. It’s sharing it. Holding forth isn’t hard either. Saying more with less… that really sharpens the nib of your fountain pen. It is, however, quite the challeng…
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"It's supposed to have a title..."
⎯ ❤️1When titles tell us everything we need to know about the story waiting to be told inside, yet we don't even realize it… THOSE are the best crafted titles. When a title drops the penny (aka, the spoiler) and we don’t get to hear it until much later… mischief and innocence hang out like two kids who just met in a park and, from the very first moment, start acting like life-long besties. I left this …
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