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Mar. 1st, 2008 05:04 pmAlso this!
Mar. 1st, 2008
Also this!
Persephone.
Mar. 1st, 2008 08:19 pmThe bars of the gilded birdcage were so thin as to feel impossibly fragile against the press of her fingers. The lone inhabitant, a tiny finch of exotic and unfamiliar plumage, eyed her warily from its perch.
Across the room from her, he pretended to tend his orchids, his fingertips tracing down the deceptively strong stalk of one of the flowers as he watched her sidelong. Shying away from his furtive glance, and having been caught looking herself, she glanced down to find her own fingers were still detectably flushed from the lingering heat of passion. Still able to feel the weight of his eyes on her body, she drew the loose folds of her dressing gown more tightly around herself, tucking a smile she was unable to repress into the shelter of her shoulder.
A second later he was beside her, sliding his warm hands around her hips to undo her grip on the material.
“Stop.” his voice pressed against her throat, an insistent purr just above a whisper. “Why do you always hide from me?”
Turning into his arms as the robe fell open so she could press her naked breast against his skin , she caught the line made by his clavicle between her teeth for a second, grinning against the inside of his shoulder.
“Because it always feels like the first time, with you, and I'm never sure what you think of me.”
Across the room from her, he pretended to tend his orchids, his fingertips tracing down the deceptively strong stalk of one of the flowers as he watched her sidelong. Shying away from his furtive glance, and having been caught looking herself, she glanced down to find her own fingers were still detectably flushed from the lingering heat of passion. Still able to feel the weight of his eyes on her body, she drew the loose folds of her dressing gown more tightly around herself, tucking a smile she was unable to repress into the shelter of her shoulder.
A second later he was beside her, sliding his warm hands around her hips to undo her grip on the material.
“Stop.” his voice pressed against her throat, an insistent purr just above a whisper. “Why do you always hide from me?”
Turning into his arms as the robe fell open so she could press her naked breast against his skin , she caught the line made by his clavicle between her teeth for a second, grinning against the inside of his shoulder.
“Because it always feels like the first time, with you, and I'm never sure what you think of me.”
Projects for March:
Mar. 1st, 2008 10:35 pmLet's see if we can be something like organized about this:
Writes:
Athlacarta: will be/is a multimedia project that a dear and talented friend may be working on with me.
Persephone: Started today; short fiction based generally on the myth of Persephone and Hades.
The Black Swan: Longer fiction concerning time-travel and ghosts.
Amber Poe: I'm back at this. There's a bunch in the journal of this story but not all of it's tagged; I'll try to do that.
[This isn't it, I'm just very tired and those are most salient on my mind at the moment].
Sews:
I bought more than 30 yards of assorted material in New York.
Pants designed by a friend; denim, there will be a version for boys and for girls.
Coat for a friend of mine; black with details in something something.
Vogue pants for me in pinstripe material from New York. Pray I can find all of the pattern pieces.
Long gown with contrast/lacing panel like I did on the skirt I finished in black and silver brocade.
'Asian style' tunic in black and white silky. Half finished.
Pictures:
Assorted media for Athlacarta; I have a sketch of Cassie that I may expand on.
Ink painting of the overcast skyline I flew in to on returning to LA earlier. (It screamed distopia!)
Sings:
Se Florindo E Fedele, out of the 24.
Anyone know where I can find good African sheet music, that they would recommend?
Other:
Work. I may be picking up some work with TDMonthly writing/editing. I'm extremely hopeful and am going to do my best to sniff out other opportunities like this.
Publication opportunities for fiction, probably in magazines and the like. Nothing late-model is ready yet for public consumption but I'll be more motivated to edit and refine once I have a tangible target in-hand.
Instruments... this still baffles me. I bought a bowed psaltery a week and a half ago. The collection continues to grow...
Writes:
Athlacarta: will be/is a multimedia project that a dear and talented friend may be working on with me.
Persephone: Started today; short fiction based generally on the myth of Persephone and Hades.
The Black Swan: Longer fiction concerning time-travel and ghosts.
Amber Poe: I'm back at this. There's a bunch in the journal of this story but not all of it's tagged; I'll try to do that.
[This isn't it, I'm just very tired and those are most salient on my mind at the moment].
Sews:
I bought more than 30 yards of assorted material in New York.
Pants designed by a friend; denim, there will be a version for boys and for girls.
Coat for a friend of mine; black with details in something something.
Vogue pants for me in pinstripe material from New York. Pray I can find all of the pattern pieces.
Long gown with contrast/lacing panel like I did on the skirt I finished in black and silver brocade.
'Asian style' tunic in black and white silky. Half finished.
Pictures:
Assorted media for Athlacarta; I have a sketch of Cassie that I may expand on.
Ink painting of the overcast skyline I flew in to on returning to LA earlier. (It screamed distopia!)
Sings:
Se Florindo E Fedele, out of the 24.
Anyone know where I can find good African sheet music, that they would recommend?
Other:
Work. I may be picking up some work with TDMonthly writing/editing. I'm extremely hopeful and am going to do my best to sniff out other opportunities like this.
Publication opportunities for fiction, probably in magazines and the like. Nothing late-model is ready yet for public consumption but I'll be more motivated to edit and refine once I have a tangible target in-hand.
Instruments... this still baffles me. I bought a bowed psaltery a week and a half ago. The collection continues to grow...