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The Future by petalinarainstorm, literature

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The Future

Pulitzer Prize winning author, Diana Kristin R. Wildash, 93, died on March 2, 2075 in a fruit accident at her vacation home in Helsinki, Finland. D.K. Wildash was discovered by her husband, Peter Wildash, at 1:33am on Thursday. "I needed to go to the lavatory, and there she was...her head in the bowl," said Mr. Wildash. The coroner's report established her death to be an accidental drowning. "Mrs. Wildash seemed to have slipped on a fruit of some sort. Maybe a kumquat or plum. We are currently looking in the matter," said Inspector Numminen of the Helsinki police precinct. D. Wildash was a well-known conservationist, editor, journalist, wr

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Eddie the Supermarket Dog by petalinarainstorm, literature

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Eddie the Supermarket Dog

Katie wanted a puppy. A big, brown, drippy, drooly puppy with a pink bubblegum-like nose and chocolate eyes. Whenever she would pass her favorite store, the pet store, she would press her nose up to the window to look at the Chihuahuas, Golden Retrievers and Jack Russells. She'd call that one Max and that one over there, Fluffy. Then, she would pull on her mother's skirt and ask, "Mom, when can I get a puppy of my own? Look, Max is smiling at me. Fluffy wants me to take him home. When?" Then she would flash her widest grin. "Soon, enough," her mother would say smiling, but Katie could barely wait to hold a wiggly furry puppy in her a

In Silence by petalinarainstorm, literature

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In Silence

i was lying there between the 515s (biology) and 610s (health). my shoes on the floor by the 709s (pop art). my soul somewhere around 638s (cats). a breeze over head as a patron steps over me. no thanks you's. no excuse me's. a monopoly on volunteers and i am losing. community chest reads: go to jail. do not pass go. do not collect $200. i'm still lying in the aisle at 6pm. library closes. lights off. everyone leaves. i take a deep breath. next on jerry springer: librarians that lose it and the men that got them there. (fine print: today's show will not include fighting, midgets, or horse fuckers.) i consider the razor in my purse, and then r

Nothing Quite by petalinarainstorm, literature

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Nothing Quite

Single sex bathrooms, yeah right. There is nothing single about the sex in the dorm bathrooms. I hear the giggling first and their speaking in tongues. No, it's French. How romantic. I roll my eyes and sigh. The laughing stops and they're in the shower stall next to me. The sound of water not masking the low thud of one body smacking up against checkered tile. Please not again. Jesus, get a room. She's moaning now, louder and louder. I sing louder and louder in my head to make it stop. Then it does. A one minute man, eh? The water is still running and I keep soaping my breasts over and over again. I've been done minutes ago and

Something Lame About Robots by petalinarainstorm, literature

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Something Lame About Robots

When Cassie looked in the mirror, she never saw the girl her mother always seemed to be complimenting. Her features were always larger than she last remembered. She would touch her nose and feel like Pinocchio, her eyes like oversized watermelon seeds and her hair was big enough to cover the state of Texas. Some days she would cry, holding herself in the bathtub. At night, she would dream of being serenaded by a secret admirer, but when she looked out the window, it was just Allie, her cat, gaining the attention of the neighbor's Persian, Louise. Hardly any Hollywood hunk. She was starting to get used to not being noticed though. At sc

Study with Leisure... by petalinarainstorm, literature

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Study with Leisure...

Hippies, ticks, tree huggers, and Professor Kent Reppond, a class of sixteen, two vans, and a road trip: welcome to Biology 1411: Introduction to Botany. There are promises of seven hour hikes and early mornings. Kent warns us to increase our red blood cells. I'm wondering if I'll come back alive. In the two days it takes to get to Pingree Park, Colorado, I learn everything I need to know to build alliances. I try and forget I'm on a class field trip. We count the cows or "moo mine" the long pasture stretches in the flatlands of Texas. Our sustenance comes in Mexican food restaurants and McDonald's. We long for the motion sickness to s

A Sleep Regained by petalinarainstorm, literature

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A Sleep Regained

2nd Day of the Week (Tuesday) I remembered I saw the pyramid of citrus before I fell. I lost control of the cart, and I could hear the laughter of teenage boys as I tried to recover. My eyes shut for what seemed like seconds. I came home that day with 200 bruised oranges. They were on sale so it wasn't that bad. I once heard that if you ate an orange before you went to bed that you would have a better, deeper rest. I was willing to try anything for that. Unfortunately, it was a myth my mother told me in order for me to benefit from more Vitamin C in my diet. I stayed up until it was time to go to work. My boss appreciated my timely

My trigger finger by petalinarainstorm, literature

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Artist // Literature

United States
Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: Boston, MA
Favourite genre of music: Indie Rock
Favourite photographer: Henri Cartier-Bresson, Diane Arbus
Operating System: XP
Favourite cartoon character: Bloo
Personal Quote: "The universe is made of stories, not atoms." ~Muriel Rukeyster

Favourite Visual Artist

Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Favourite Movies

Edward Scissorhands, Amelie, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Ryan Adams, Modest Mouse, Smashing Pumpkins, Pinback, Spacehog, The Deathray Davies, Harvey Danger

Favourite Writers

Nick Hornby; Fracesca Lia Block

Favourite Games

Animal Crossing

Favourite Gaming Platform

Wii

Tools of the Trade

Typewriter

Other Interests

Umbrellas, Japanese Rice Candy, Polaroid Cameras

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petalinarainstorm

Sep 9, 2006

[9/9/06]

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Today is my birthday, so there is no finer time than the present to update this little journal. Over a year ago I wrote this wasn't a dead account and continuted to neglect this little space. Don't feel bad there has been a lot of things being ignored in the last few months. I haven't stopped taking pictures, but I feel like a total flake on my job as a writer. I just haven't been moved. Not moved, but motivated. I can't even call myself a fiction writer anymore. I can't even imagine writing stories. I know that they are in me, but they feel lost, at the bottom of my being. I have to scrap up in there and dig them out and set them free. I'm k

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petalinarainstorm

Jun 13, 2005

[THIS IS NOT A DEAD ACCOUNT]

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I AM ALIVE & KICKING! I spent my last college semester in Hell.  I spent  most of my time avoiding my Photo 1 teacher, who I respected but did not respect.  It's hard and complicated process to explain.  I am 13 credits away from graduation. I have already walked across the big stage and shook hands with the board of trustees and the president of Emerson College as well as the class president.  It was all very scary, but to make it better I did a double devil fingers as soon as they called my name to walk across the stage.  They even said my entire name correctly, which is more than I can say about some of my professors. I have plenty of ph

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petalinarainstorm

Mar 21, 2005

[did i miss your deviation?]

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here's why: so, i've been a really busy girl lately and fell behind quite awhile ago.  i hated seeing nearly 800 deviations i needed to look at, because i could only look at maybe 100 or 200 at a time.  & i started falling more & more behind.  so here i am starting all over again with a clean slate -- i just had to push that "marked as read" button.  i hated to do, really. but now, i can try to catch up with everyone one by one and daily.  i always try to look at my favorite dA artists galleries anyways seperately when i have the time. i look forward to starting over.  i needed it.