http://midnightisland.com/weblog Official site of Ingrid Diaz Tue, 03 Aug 2010 16:12:44 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://midnightisland.com/weblog/index.php/free-fiction/baldwin-high/baldwin-high-book-4-shattered-hearts/comment-page-1/#comment-2129 WMH Sat, 27 Jan 2007 03:14:00 +0000 http://midnightisland.com/weblog/?page_id=23#comment-2129 I would like to say that I enjoyed these, but wish it wasn't so suddenly stopped. I know that if you leave a story hanging long enough that you may not be able to see where everything was heading when you were documenting it. The feelings might have hidden from you and now you don't know if you are dredging them up or trying so hard to cling to them that they slip even quicker to the abyss of your mind of a dreamer. I know how that feels and yet I can't resist in asking that you try to give us more anyway. There I said. Yes...you see I am begging. Not on my knees of course...well because this computer lab is quite nasty and I have my sleep pants on. I won't dirty them unless you come completely out in saying 'never'. Then, I'll just have to throw my mouse at you. (It won't be mine per se, but just imagine it so) Thank you for lending us...well whatever it is you let out in your stories. For each documentarian(is that a word? Well, it is now) something different is laid. I've been told that my personality bleeds on the papers I pine over. I'm not sure thats a good thing. In due simplicity-I want more. Nothing unique. I'm like the rest. I want more. Feed the masses or keep us asking. I would like to say that I enjoyed these, but wish it wasn’t so suddenly stopped. I know that if you leave a story hanging long enough that you may not be able to see where everything was heading when you were documenting it. The feelings might have hidden from you and now you don’t know if you are dredging them up or trying so hard to cling to them that they slip even quicker to the abyss of your mind of a dreamer. I know how that feels and yet I can’t resist in asking that you try to give us more anyway. There I said. Yes…you see I am begging. Not on my knees of course…well because this computer lab is quite nasty and I have my sleep pants on. I won’t dirty them unless you come completely out in saying ‘never’. Then, I’ll just have to throw my mouse at you. (It won’t be mine per se, but just imagine it so) Thank you for lending us…well whatever it is you let out in your stories. For each documentarian(is that a word? Well, it is now) something different is laid. I’ve been told that my personality bleeds on the papers I pine over. I’m not sure thats a good thing. In due simplicity-I want more. Nothing unique. I’m like the rest. I want more. Feed the masses or keep us asking.

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