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Dear Sir

by =Lucy-Merriman, Apr 10, 2010, 11:07:11 AM
Literature / Scripts & Screenplays / Monologues & Solioquies / Drama

[Lights up on CLAUDE. He's holding a letter, standing.]

CLAUDE:
       Dear sir,
       We regret to inform you
       That your (that place with cream walls and dog hair where warm nights are cracked by
                           broken windows
                           shattered glass
                           ceilings let you sink into plaid cushions and listen
                           to your own heart
                           live safe or sound
                           loud enough for you) your house _home is being forclosed.

Sir, you've missed your payments and refuse to pay your fines in blood and silver as per our demands.

Dear Sir, dear friend, I love you with my lips but I love your money more
And now you've dried up in the Arizona sun
And the leeches have become ravenous.

Dear Sir, we regret to inform you
                That your (you know, that person whose soul's entwined with yours
                                    or yours with hers
                                    hard to tell when electric blue
                                    turns icy
                                    soft caresses
                                    soft landings for tears
                                    radiant smiles
                                    that person you love enough to forge the terms for love
                                    and make it real) your wife

is a gold-digging slut and you've wrapped your eyes in rose-colored saran wrap all this time.

Dear Sir,

Our deepest sympathies for your loss of everything you held dear.
We know it's hard to lose someone,
especially if that someone
is yourself.
But it's good to say goodbye, so remember to wave at your soul
as it leaves you
one piece of furniture at a time.
Remember to laugh at the empty spaces
Reeking with silence of the absent.

Dear Sir,

It is of utmost importance that you understand how fucked you are.
And how sorry we are to hear it.
If this letter has been sent in error, the error is yours, not ours.

Don't forget to send us your new address in Hell or Detroit, it amounts to the same thing.

Sincerely.

Daily Deviation 10/21/2010. A monologue that's an except from a longer play I'm working on.

Feng Hsien Return Chant 1

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First ever one-shot comic. I'm trying to get as much feedback as possible of it before I embark on a longer project (either a serialized comic or a graphic novel).

Fun fact: it just got published in Luna Negra! Check it out on their website, along with the other fantastic artwork from 'round about Kent. [link]

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Yesterday PlaceThis place is un-vacuumed carpet under bare feet
crumbs sticking to soles like dust
sticking to ceiling corner ghosts

This place is top-sheet-less bed
cheek against mattress fraying
and soft

This place closet cleaned out without me
paneled walls in Braddock Avenue,
Breakdown, Pennsylvannia

This place I be
maybe sometimes tracing
smiles in the rug

Maybe a quiet place here. Maybe someday happy, though, too. Yesterday Place by =Lucy-Merriman

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Dear Boyfriend, In TheoryI would be such a good
love letter writer.

I would take each part of your body
like your eyes and lips, yes,
like the hard vertebrae of your spine,
like the soft curve from the crook of your knee
to your ankle,
apart one by one

color it with paint and crayons
name it

I would stitch it up
pin it down
with words you didn't know you wanted.

I would seal the envelope with a kiss and I
would make an honest metaphor out of you.Dear Boyfriend, In Theory by =Lucy-Merriman

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Desk: Episode 2BRIAN

According to a new study at the University of Michigan, a drug created to treat canker sores actually made mice lose weight--without diet and exercise. Here to tell us more about about this interesting new treatment is Bridget Thorne. Bridget?

BRIDGET

Hi. I’m Bridget Thorne, and I’m going to tell you that our drug is the most revolutionary weight-loss pill not only on the market, but on the entire planet!

BRIAN

It’s on the market already? Aren’t they just testing it with mice? It sped up their metabolism...

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Desk: Episode 1ANCHORMAN

Joining us today is someone who’s very disappointed in the lack of Mayan Apocalypse last month. Welcome to the show--ah--

[The guest enters, wearing tribal tattoos and a feathered headdress, looking across the way.]

TERRY

Terry.

ANCHORMAN

Right. Terry. So. How are you feeling? Aren’t you mad that the world didn’t end?

TERRY

Nope. Well, I’m a little peeved I blew all my money on the face tattoo. Turns out, not a good long term investment.

ANCHORMAN

Why--?

TERRY

On the plus side, I quit my job and sold all my earthly belongings, so, I’ve got a lot of free time. I’ve started taking Zumba,Desk: Episode 1 by =Lucy-Merriman

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if you burn mesee, some people
on the inside, are lined
with shelves packed with little glass jars.

people
are pockets of stars.

Supernova Stars in the heartwood box
splinter fragile edges like the chipped rim of a plastic cup; but no heart-space can up
explode
into a vacuum, space-vacuum
quiet
-less place.

Who knows what specimens
of "that-one-time-we-couldn't-reach-the-next-branch
so we jumped"

"that-one-time-you-finished-your-book-on-the-subway
and looked punched"
(but it's okay because
no-one looked anyway)

"that-rust-under-fingernails-smell"
"that kiss" packed into perfect formaldehyde;

Who knows when they sing:
when their if you burn me by =Lucy-Merriman

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It's hard to tell how much the necro-kai think, how much the electrons pinging around in their brains have re-awakened any kind of logic or conscience,

Even with his powerful skills in reading, Gryffon couldn't get past the scrambled code, the disfigured ruin of what was once a brain that thought in terms of language and numbers, now wrapped with layers of overlapping images. Visions painted one over another in a cloudy mess by the possessing soul, reminiscent of the fragmented thoughts of the schizophrenic. It's a wonder they can even walk around without bumpingThe Silent Girl by =Lucy-Merriman

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He'd cut the pieces up and sew them back together in ways that only made sense to him. Sometimes quilts in bizarre shapes. Sometimes shirts with too many arms, or maybe pants with one leg too short. One time he gave Lem a pillowcase made out of a bunch of leftover t-shirts from a church's Fun Run.
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I hope to be help to post journals with examples of different ideas as to how you can write about the seven deadly sins as the contest goes on. They will be a kind of writing workshop for everyone!
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Publication + School is over...

Sat May 11, 2013, 8:54 PM

...for a whole week until summer classes start. I'm applying for a job at the Kent Free Library as a Page or something, because my job through KSU is only during the regular school year.

, I'm sorry guys. There hasn't been a workshop run for months, and I know it's my own fault. It's just so low on my list of priorities right now, and that's a bummer. It should really be run by someone who's passionate about it. I feel like I'm phoning it in. So, right, I'm open to literally any offers to take over. I'll try to write up a Workshop this week, though

I feel like if I don't keep it up I'm letting ^Beccalicious down; she worked so hard to make it a terrific group, and then she bequeathed it to me, and I've just let it fall into disrepair.

Okay, the rest of this journal is my own mental organizational blah. Feel free to scroll to the end to find a link to a passing for clever essay about teenagers and math.

I haven't been writing much that wasn't specifically for class, The Agenda, or The Burr. The stuff for class I've actually really liked writing, and being an English Major has definitely pushed me to write a lot and write critically. I've written five 3000-4000 word papers for Honors classes this semester, which has taught me the valuable lesson that I have it in me to bang out 3000 A+ words in a 3 hour sitting if 1. I've done my research and 2. those are pretty much the last three hours before the deadline.

And, you know, I'm sure I learned things about British Literature and the art of Rhetoric. Hopefully I'll retain...something, ugh, I dunno. Fried by finals. All good though, A's and B's. Except for one class in which I ended up having to take an Incomplete, because I got pneumonia and missed a lot of classes near the end of the semester.

Being on The Burr has certainly taught me a lot about magazine journalism, which I've had to learn on the job as I'm going, and it's gotten me thinking that, hey, that might be a direction I want to go, so I'm definitely rejoining next Fall. Whereas The Agenda ended up being too much of a time commitment. I might post a few more of my Desk episodes, although I'm not super proud of most of them.

Non assigned writing...I've, like, "doodled" some stuff, like short-shorts and sketchy drafts. I've got a list of projects, both short stories I want to really bang out and polish up, and two full-length plays that are...ugh. One is the stage version of Dead Sexy Zombie Killers, which is proving to be more difficult to adapt than I anticipated, and I *really* want to produce it Senior year. The other is a play that elaborates on my short story "The Girl With Two Hearts." I've plotted it out, written a lot of notes, and now it's at the stage where I have to actually write it out before it becomes brain crack.

The thing is, I'm lost on priorities. I need a goal, and deadlines. The short stories...maybe if I was working towards an anthology? I might have to steal *orphicfiddler's idea and sneak in some of the poems and essays I wrote, maybe even some drawings and comics. Btw, whenever

's book comes out, I definitely want to read it! So psyched.

But should the anthology take priority over DSZK or TGWTH? And when on Earth could I produce TGWTH? Not Junior year (which is actually this year, omg), I don't think. Maybe Spring semester, but then I'd really have to get a move on with it. Like I'd need to have the script nailed by August, so I could pitch it to directors or professors or whomever you have to talk to to get a spot in BlackBox and a table at semester auditions. Ffff, I'm glad I'm no longer a Theater Major, but I really wish I was more in the know there.

Okayokayokay. Priorities. Well, summer classes take top place, and then the job if I can get one.

Then:

The Girl With Two Hearts stage play. I've outlined about 11 scenes. One scene hammered out per sitting? I can do that. Then, buttboats of revision.

Short stories and other short whatevers. My long short story/short novella "Timeless" is probably on hiatus for a while, but some other stories like "The Silent Girl" and ones I haven't posted versions of yet I'll be working on.

Dead Sexy Zombie Killers might have to be a project for next summer, or possibly the Fall. But, I suppose there's no harm scribbling some scenes if I get inspired or need a break from my other work.

Alright, lastly: The journal title promised publication, and here it is: [link] I wrote an essay over a year ago, and it got published in this month's issue of [slippage]. It's about the complicated relationship I have with math.

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=Lucy-Merriman

Lucy M
Artist | Student | Varied

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Writer - Artist - Explorer - Nerd - Philosopher - Student - Fantasist

The universe is an amazing place. Want to join me in my exploration?

Current Residence: Planet Earth

Personal Quote: speak the truth in love

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