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Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Fall in love with a girl that writes....
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Fall in love with the girl who writes.
It may sound silly, but if you do, your memory will always remain. Whether it is on the back of an old receipt or a piece of notebook paper, you will always be camouflaged within the curve of her poor penmanship. You are the cause of her puzzled look of confusion as she sits behind the computer. I am sure you can see her now, wide-eyed, pressing her lips in silent frustration trying to make sense of the noise in her heart. She's quirky, emotional, and undeniably lost in her own little world.. but love her anyway.
I ask you again to fall in love with the girl who writes.
Yes, the one who would rather spend money on journals than the extra shot of espresso at the fancy coffee shop. Her inspiration does not derive from the heavy influx of caffeine but the people who surround her. She takes note of the detail, just as she notices the detail within the masculinity of your jaw bone or the way you brush your fingers through your hair. Or the way you study her, when you think she's not looking. You are her inspiration.
Support her endeavors. Gift her pens filled with colorful ink that she will undoubtedly smear across her fingertips or the side of her hand as she loses herself in a story she dreamt the evening before. Ignore the anger and crumpled pieces of paper that blanket the hardwood floor. She needs those, she just doesn't know it yet. Don't ever let her throw any of it away. Bring her peppermint tea, or a glass of red, and kiss her. Your encouragement will make her smile through the block she convinced herself she was in.
Fall in love with the girl who writes of sadness. Don't ask where it derived from. Let her bleed on the paper and catch any fallen tears. Don't assume that you are the knight in shinning armor when she writes of love. She has had many broken hearts, memorable moments, and she needs to relive the fluidity of each second. Don't worry, she will always come back to you--and the moment she knew you would become a wall full of post-its.
Let her write when she should be working. Don't scold her for missing something important you said. She was creating; cultivating, and building a foundation. Always remember to point out the spelling errors, but don't get too critical. She lives by Hemingway's sentiment: "The first draft of anything is shit." Laugh with her, when she rolls her eyes and begrudgingly reminds you of this.
If you fall in love with a girl who writes, try not to let her go.
She's complex.
Sensitive.
And she may blame herself.
But then again, she always has one thing to turn to. Blank pages will always be available, and a pen will always be in her front pocket of her purse. She will get through.
After all, writing is her therapy.
-kristina a. caron
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Steady, Darling
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Steady, darling, you must slow your breath. Yes, he has the sort of beauty that makes you scream in the inside, but darling, please steady the pace of that anxious heart. His voice is smooth like velvet, rich like dark chocolate, but try not to melt within the melody of his rasp. Even if it reminds you of 2 am and the tune of a broken man revealing the depth of his secrets in between the steady hum of a Fender Strat.
Take a sip of your whiskey sweetheart, it will help calm the nerves spinning in circles as you struggle to keep your patent leather pumps on the cool concrete. Move, but move slowly. Let him catch the eager sway of your hips; the subtle curve of your breasts hugging the threads of your blouse. He’s a pistol and he’s ready to attack–careful darling, but give in to his advances, it’s just one drink. It won’t hurt to lose yourself for the night; to let go of the monsters building walls inside your head.
-Steady, Darling | kristina a. caron
-Steady, Darling | kristina a. caron
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