Sunday, September 30, 2012
Thetic
The crew might mutter under their breath, or complain on lunch break that the film's director had no idea how to shoot a movie, but it was his thetic belief in his vision that allowed him to get the best images even when others disagreed.
Friday, September 28, 2012
fiducial
After each and every item on that list had been checked off, after all the pent up admonition had been spilled, after I was buried in my own regrets, she looked me in the eyes and gave me a reason to change. From then on, she became my fiducial anchor. The only one I can trust.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Sententious
The marquee board outside the Church on the corner changes its message frequently. Typically a trite and sententious phrase, the public display does little to inspire thought provoking dialog.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Hustings
Candidate Walker Johnson sat alone in his hotel room - the third in 2 days - and tried to enjoy silence. He wished there was some way to get elected without having to do the hustings.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
bollix
When the traveling pitchman's cheeks turned redder than a 6th grader giving his first monologue delivery, I felt just the slightest twang if guilt for taking such pleasure in watching him bollix up the situation.
Monday, September 17, 2012
Diapason
All those little parts of life never could come together for him. The anxiety, the fear, the pressure, it was always too much to allow him to handle social life, professional life, and everyday tasks.
But then he started with the medication.
All those discordant notes in life formed into one wonderful diapason, and life could be lived again
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Coetaneus
She showed me a picture of her child dressed in a captain America costume. I knew we weren't coetaneous, but I always did have a latent attraction to older women.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
cerise
Taldridge is the most unnecessarily verbose man I know. Nothing is ever just 'red' or 'yellow'. The night sky is a shade of cerise, the dandelions a touching primrose.
Monday, September 10, 2012
primrose
Sean John knelt down to get up close to the plant with the primrose petals, the golden foliage. The sacrosanct organic being filled his vision, and the room started to spin.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
manifold
Every session begins the same way. A barrier of pawns, a flanking of rooks, protection of mobile knights, spiritual support from the dedicated bishops, and of course the fiercest application of the woman. Each chess game begins with manifold possibilities.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Rollick
Sean John loved his sharks. If he had to keep any confined in a small aquarium style location for a long period of time, he always set aside a weekly day to bring the shark out to an area where they could rollick on their own, with no constraints.
Monday, September 3, 2012
Ataraxia
We lay down and look up. Green, rolling leaves, limb after limb. Winds whisper through the branches. We found our station, we found our state of isolation, we found our ataraxia.
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