And now, I must rely on this questionable literal-abilities student, in just 2200 words... but so be it. I know that Story is risking a lot by helping me. Let's see if that will work. I've been trying to speak for centuries, but it's our fate for my kind -as the Moires wanted it- to need a host, even though we are not a Parasite. What an I rony!
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12/05/2020
2021 Still Together: Another Anthology of Shorts
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11/12/2020
‘Writer’s Block’
Dear future Historian,
I could swear that I won’t make it. But why would I ever swear such a thing? It is funny what words are coming out of people’s mouths. Heavy words. Words that fall down on them like sticky honey, only to attract bees and… what am I even saying? (Have bees survived in your time?)
11/09/2020
Anthology 2
Dear Future Historian,
My cat has no idea about the pandemic. No clue at all. She is just laying here carelessly, on her cushion-bed, completely unaware that this is the first time that I am living in something you see on the ‘news.’ It’s a bit like being inside a post-apocalyptic movie, hoping it’s not a Tarantino film.
11/02/2020
My sunflower scheme interview is on YouTube
Dear future historian,
I have an assessment left in a couple of days, and some other stuff I must first do, before I can enjoy your company again; but.. my sunflower scheme interview is on YouTube, and I thought to share the links with you here.
Quick question (20 seconds) :
Chat (4min 31sec) :
#raiseawareness
10/27/2020
Topic: boundaries
Dear Future Historian,
So.. tomorrow morning, I have a recording about my sunflower lanyard! That's quite exiting. But, as you know by now my dear future Historian.. I am not totally coping lately. I have two assignments due coming Thursday, and I haven't written, but 340 words so far. Also, I have neglected you. And.. you know. When I neglect you that always mean that I neglect myself. Today I had an epiphany. Well, not sure if it counts as epiphany, because Dayna Martin helped me get to that realization.. but still. It was like she was my muse.
10/10/2020
Just thought to say hi, before I sleep
Dear future historian,
I really missed you.
But I had to overcome a bit of a burn out, a bit of break up, a bit of paperwork, a bit of rearranging the house, regaining a room.. (remember that I had 'ask' for one?* Well.. I have one now! - still same house.) Long story short: I missed you.
(* https://dearfuturehistorians.blogspot.com/2020/07/weeping-angels-survivors.html )
It's my name day today. Facebook reminded me, I had totally forgotten.
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