Honeybee Meadows
When was writing ever your profession? It's never been anything but your religion. - J.D. Salinger
Stories
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Important Stuff About The Bee
The Other Way
Chalk / Mind The Gap
Bite Club
Aerosol
Don't Look / No Promises
Kissing Kitties
Naughty Knickers
Would Be Bluebird
Unzipped
Slow Pony Home
Death Valley Nights
Sandcastles and Snowmen
Star Shaped Heart
Grim and Darling
Black Wind Blowing
Lolita and the Suit
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Monday, November 18, 2013
Okokok,
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*takes a big, big breath* I'm trying to remember to do that. Breathe . First, I can't even begin to describe the amount of su...
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Monday, August 19, 2013
Everything you read, EVERYTHING, is just a different combination of the same 26 letters.
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When does a writer meet their break? Never mind the big one, the flashy-lights-and-signatures break that comes with a well-timed manus...
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Thursday, August 1, 2013
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Oh, contests . . . . I still don't know why I do this to myself, my anxiety is bad enough as it is, but here I am again. Entering s...
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Date a girl who writes . . .
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DATE A GIRL WHO MAY NEVER WEAR COMPLETELY CLEAN CLOTHES, BECAUSE OF COFFEE STAINS AND INK SPILLS. SHE’LL HAVE MANY PROBLEMS WITH HER CLO...
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