Wednesday, April 06, 2005
'What winter floods, what showers of spring'
What winter floods, what showers of springHave drenched the grass by night and day
And yet beneath that spectre ring
Unmoved and undiscovered lay
A mute rememberancer of crime
Long lost concealed forgot for years
It comes at last to cancel time
And waken unavailing tears
Emily(jane) Bronte
oh yes darlings thanks for helping me with the script. it didnt get chosen. but im celebrating. this is my first rejected piece of work. well not like its a manuscript yet. but im happy ive got the idea, and the reject slip ( nothing such as this, but im imagining it a professional thing,so...
) and i have plans to take part in nac's writing competition. which means new semester would be entirely focused on work. which is ideal. really.
thanks again for ur contribution. i think it will be brilliant one day.
fuck at 3:35 PM