Try to find what makes him tick

Post-war b&w film.

Wed, 29 Apr 2009 03:38:19 GMT

I do not know very much about it, not gonna lie. I remember that a woman is living with her father or father-in-law at the top of the hill across from the main street in town, which is all being cased because the President is coming to visit (I don't remember if they say who the President is or even if they say, sorry) and I think she maybe knew one of the FBI agents or whatever that comes to make sure everything is safe. I also remember that her son is in elementary school and also lives with her. He isn't allowed to play with guns because his father died in the war. His classmates apparently make fun of him for it and the grandfather/f-i-l tells the mother that she's being silly and stupid about it.

Does this ring any bells for anyone?

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 20:56:23 GMT

I am not using this journal anymore, with the exception of the odd community post.

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Julianpoetry: Selkie: first draft

Fri, 17 Aug 2007 23:37:14 GMT

Completely rough, the only reason I'm posting it is because I'm not at home.

I'm sorry -- but I still dream of the sea
Even as I stay/lay/lie beside you I think about it
About finding my skin/way/?
and returning home.
But it's not that I doubt you love me.

I'm sorry -- but I still remember the sea
Because there are things about me I cannot forget
And things you'll never know,
Things I will not share
But I will let you love me, for now.

I'm sorry but I still yearn for the sea
Because I feel ocean waving in the pit of my stomach
As they come to crest in my pulse, the drum of my ears
this body that is not mine
But I will find where you hid the real one.

tbc
...

Sun, 12 Mar 2006 13:34:35 GMT

~~If i'm not around much this week, it's because about half of the keys on my keyboard have decided to stop working and there is apparently not another whole one in the house. Oh, joy.~~

THIS IS LIES!
i now have a nice new keyboard.
i shall name it FRED.