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This is the perfect time to talk about ownership, authorial intent, and why you have no control over what your audience thinks. And, hell, why not start a discussion? Continue reading Who cares about authorial intent? View all 12 comments. Did you feel anything? Via Flickr Creative Commons.

Someone on the Potomac has gone missing. Like a hideous whip across my back. Hardly sincere with hardly smiles. It might have hurt but. Instead it was felt,. Frisked away in a fumble. The ends of long days. Right in the front room. By the glass door,. The middle of a river. A rock, a rapid,. That the same thing happened. Split a lip a creak.

Saturday, August 15, 2015. Her hand hovers uncertainly over the scarlet red lipstick on her dressing table, one that had been seldom used and had remained untouched except for a couple of occasions in the past. The red on your lips makes you look like a slut. Even today, thinking of the hurtful things he used to tell her makes her flinch, like the invisible knife he had twisted into her heart, with each word it would dig in deeper.

About The Smug and The Smarmy. Lectures, rants and raves of a frustrated writer. Forty resolutions and a mule. Asymp; Leave a comment. So I turned 40 a week ago. For me, turning 40 was only slightly traumatic. Mostly, I feel grateful to have made it to 40. I am way more together than I have any right to be, considering the upbringing I had. So for 2014, I made a list of forty things I am going to do to take better care of myself.