2006-04-05 - 05:26 EST
I rarely ever update anymore, and for that I apologize. I have gotten so caught up. So, so caught up.
I just decided to stop writing Chronicle. I care, madly, about it still, but I'm no longer capable of writing it. I'm not sure what I'll do next. I don't see myself starting another major project right away, that's for sure. Short stories, perhaps. Maybe I'll even give poetry a shot. Experimental or formal. Experimental formal. Formal experimental?
And I could lie content forever while he kisses my back, even with the tickle and the shiver and the crinkle of fabric.
I've never been loved or wanted so intensely before. It frightens me, in a way, and depresses me.
I am not worthy.
I want to tell him that, but I can never form the words.
c.i.,p.i.q.e.
