tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post7642562350381038328..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: It's hotElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-41300169057657754252014-05-15T06:45:10.919-07:002014-05-15T06:45:10.919-07:00such a perfect photo for such perfect prose. you a...such a perfect photo for such perfect prose. you always make my day.Alicia Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06244714478310893367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-89697923279179517812014-05-14T14:11:19.467-07:002014-05-14T14:11:19.467-07:00Those Santa Anas are famous for inspiring all kind...Those Santa Anas are famous for inspiring all kinds of things, including beautiful writing, like yours. After reading your words, a tall, iced lemonade from Oliver's stand sounds especially delicious.Gbergerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895779471612397202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-38624230594750244322014-05-14T06:24:54.973-07:002014-05-14T06:24:54.973-07:00Mmmm mmmm. Yes woman. I thought of Joan Didion too...Mmmm mmmm. Yes woman. I thought of Joan Didion too.Vesuvius At Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02783271096885148080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-30713744545483582612014-05-14T05:53:37.086-07:002014-05-14T05:53:37.086-07:00You're Joan Didion-ing again! :)You're Joan Didion-ing again! :)Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-78019680849090288882014-05-13T19:23:02.029-07:002014-05-13T19:23:02.029-07:00What Angella said.What Angella said.gradydoctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-38419599751949979422014-05-13T16:46:56.730-07:002014-05-13T16:46:56.730-07:00You are so fucking brilliant and dangerous, you ho...You are so fucking brilliant and dangerous, you hot blooded poet. Damn.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-32631209158045471982014-05-13T15:42:47.708-07:002014-05-13T15:42:47.708-07:00Holy smokes.Hot!Holy smokes.Hot!Tanya Ward Goodmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11697955139501442534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-26814254137848622262014-05-13T15:35:18.092-07:002014-05-13T15:35:18.092-07:00This was a gorgeous word-piece.
Stay hydrated and ...This was a gorgeous word-piece.<br />Stay hydrated and away from sharp knives.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-39495874959562392732014-05-13T13:53:24.883-07:002014-05-13T13:53:24.883-07:00My favorite about such days here, Raymond Chandles...My favorite about such days here, Raymond Chandles: "There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Ana's that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge."<br /><br />Red Wind (Opening paragraph) You've nailed it, Elizabeth. xoMarylinn Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02759437467691163658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-25446163634019394732014-05-13T13:48:26.694-07:002014-05-13T13:48:26.694-07:00mint julep, perhaps? come to maine. 53 degrees and...mint julep, perhaps? come to maine. 53 degrees and sunny. mostly leaves now, but not all. miss you. Christy Shakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106761191160700997noreply@blogger.com