Nov
3rd
Tue
3rd
(via merricat)
Envelopes sealed with wax, the fray of fabric between worlds growing thin. Words to remember, to live by. Invisible friends I'll never forget.
Oct
12th
Mon
12th
Aug
15th
Sat
15th
saltytears.tumblr.com
Anyone who follows me here, you should go ahead and follow saltytears.tumblr.com as well. I use it for everyday postings. This is more a website chronicling a fiction project I’m working on. C’mon, it’ll be fun! :)
Mar
9th
Mon
9th
Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.
— The Book Thief
Feb
27th
Fri
27th
why don’t you come? each february evening, i’ve opened up my window and waited for the sound of your familiar footstep. but the outside chill, the lack of sleep, this aching gnaw that you will never sweep me away is overtaking every sense. my midnight bones grow brittle, but i continue my vigil. book in hand, i remain patient. please come.
Jan
10th
Sat
10th
they ask, what is this project? i can’t say i quite know myself. it is a way to get to a place that no train ticket or sea voyage could ever reach. it is a method to write myself into all my favorite tales. the ones that are calling out for me.
Jan
7th
Wed
7th
i’ve taken to sneaking off at night. byways, back roads, underbrush. any path that may lead to a new existence. life isn’t terrible, just awfully dull. i see shadows out the corner of my eye, trying to pull me out of the monotony. i grow curious.
Jan
5th
Mon
5th
return addresses aren’t really necessary when you’re writing to someone who doesn’t write back.
Jan
4th
Sun
4th
every story has a beginning.
