It was a Saturday night in, and I was looking for something to read. Usually I scroll through Blogger which has been known to yield some interesting reads, and occassionally a giggle or guffaw. This time however, I was at a loss. What I found, click after click, was a community of poets and wannabe writers, as if the recent successes of blogs-gone-a-published incited a frenzy of hope that they too will be discovered.
For you, some treats I found "on my journey":
'Have no fear, kids. These novels are gonna rock it.' - Rock it? Down with the kids much?
This insightful gem, from a poem called "quarrel": 'no words, no words pass between us today. no words, no words she said.' - Otherwise known as the silent treatment, genius.
'Courtney Kazembe's Blog: Inspiration, Motivation and Transformation' - No, no and no.
There are dozens where that came from, but I got bored writing them down. I will let you explore for yourselves, fuelled by this final inspiration:
'My Weekend: I spent the weekend here at home.' - Hold me back!
Can someone please point me in the right direction?
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