Thu, 19 Nov 2009 00:30:42 +0000 “You smell like…”  his nose was pressed into the crease where her hip met thigh, and she bit her lip – hard – to stifle a giggle.  It tickled. “I smell like yer mama’s perfume.”  Her voice was harsh with stolen cigarettes, but he looked up with awe and thought it beautiful.  “You… Continue reading Perfume

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 00:28:14 +0000 Lowri ran in the hills and killed sheep and ate them for her breakfast.  According to Dafydd, his sister had bested pirates on the shore, bandits on the road, and robbers at the hearth.  She’d run to the Gower and back, she’d swum in the ocean and scorned the tides, she’d… Continue reading Lowri

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 00:19:58 +0000 Jack and Ben: PUNK ROCK LOVE By the by? This is so ridiculously full of symbolism and allegory and trope and oh my god, all that good stuff that if I even tried to annotate it, the annotations would be tem times as long as the story. If there’s… Continue reading Romance in Three Acts