And sometimes it happened, for a time. That kind of love comes and goes and is hard to remember afterwards, like pain. You would look at the man one day and you would think, I loved you, and the tense would be past, and you would be filled with a sense of wonder, because it was such an amazing and precarious and dumb thing to have done; and you would know too why your friends have been evasive about it, at the time.
Coming soon: Without a Name
AU, Over There & onward. Charlie is alive & suspects that Olivia has been replaced. Upon confirming his suspicions, he blows Altliv’s cover & takes her into custody. What happens next, though, neither expects.
(Inspired in part by this gifset.)
That’s an entire used bookstore?! That’s huge!!
It’s GLORIOUS. My best friend & I spent 4 hours there during our first day in Portland, and we only saw a fraction of it. It occupies a full city block, and when you walk in, there’s a directory that tells you which genre to find in what room. The shelves have ladders, that’s how high they are.
GOOD NEWS it was the hard drive bracket and not the actual hard drive that went kaput so I didn’t lose any data!
When you are not writing, you are a writer too. It doesn’t leave you.