Here ya go!
A blue
Cinderella dress, all lace and frills hung on the door, untouched since the
Halloween of age nine. The window was framed with translucent gray curtains and
faded floral wallpaper. An absurd amount of teddies over-populated the bed and
closet and childish etchings were pinned to the walls, gradually falling to the
floor. The carpet was stained with paint and discolored due to years of
continuous abuse. A sticker-covered stereo buzzed quietly at the very lowest
volume that was still audible. A light-peg-design toy sported a half-finished outline
of either a hippo with yellow legs or a crude depiction of a car. Propped up
behind it was a cardboard sign advertising lemonade for 25 cents, a relic of a
failed burst of entrepreneurship and an experiment with an old cliché that didn't apparently work. An old game of Monopoly was set up in the corner, the
playing pieces replaced with bottle caps because everyone spent so much time
arguing over the car that it just saved time to decide between flavors and
brands. Other odds and ends scattered the ground, begging to be tripped over by
the woman perched on the dusty pink bed sheets, frowning in pure boredom and
scheduling the flight back to her apartment on her phone while doing the math
in her head the absolute minimum time she needs to spend with her family before
she has to get back to her ‘life.’ The window looked out into the snowy winter
outside, and you could just hear the snow hitting the glass. The lady in the
sensible brown sweater and black skirt didn't, nor did she recognize Persistence of Memory, which was her
favorite song until it wasn't anymore, gradually getting louder.
I will also post Persistence of Memory to Wattpad... now.
I post a lot of poetry to Wattpad... It's weird because I'm not a poetry sort of person. But it's quick to write and finish and doesn't stay out in the land of procrastination for eons at a time. And I finally got around to changing the cover of A Rant About Sonnets because the text on it was bugging me. I really wish the Make Your Own Cover thing Wattpad added didn't require you to scribble the title on it. All the little thumbnails my stories have are just a pretty picture. No writing. Nothing fancy. That's the way it's always been and that is the rule. My rule at least. It's a pity, because Wattpad's M.Y.O.C. thing has a lot of good pictures to choose from....
Speaking of pictures, I pretty much changed all of my profile pictures to the little In the Margins Me drawing I did, which is more accurate than that Phoenix-y thing I had before. I might do another one to update it, since my hair's longer and my green hoodie's gotten too old and worn out to wear. In fact, I did. But last I checked the scanner was not working/plugged in/any good. So that's not going to be seen any time soon. Sigh.
So there's today's blog in all it's ramble-y unplanned-ness. See you all tomorrow.
T.Y.G.E.R.
