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Subject: Re: she is tangled.

Author:
andy spaschak (Awarded)

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Date Posted: 10:17:21 11/06/07 Tue
In reply to: kristen. 's message, "she is tangled." on 23:16:52 11/05/07 Mon

Kristen

Welcome the the Motel!

This was quite and introduction. Like my good friend
Lisa you seem to have the ability to pull the reader
in and feel as if they are sitting on a porch drinking
coffee listening to you tell your story.

Great subject matter. As writers we all understand
ebbs and tides of the mysterious, wonderful blessing
we call our MUSE. Such a pleasure to find this here.
It's my hope that you find our motel to be a place
of friendship, comfort, and most of all inspiration.

We are pleased to have you join us.

Andy and Sasha..... speaking for the entire

motel staff and community of muse mongers.

A Copy of Your Story Will Be Placed In our Hall of Fame
Congratulations

Well Done!

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[> Subject: Re: she is tangled.

Author:
Sasha
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Date Posted: 20:29:09 11/06/07 Tue

She told me she wrote because of me. I told her that I dream because of her. She calls me "Muse", and yet I feel so tangled when my tongue finds poetry in it's throat. Like the ghost of a sun that swore to shine forevermore, I find myself so penned through, so paper-cut, so infused with sultry sayings that my fingers linger on the aftermath of her inspiration... and i'm just a wild ride, seeing so much through those vistas... and understanding so little...

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~ Kristy girl, it is so damn good to see you here, honeybunch!!!

and WOW!!!! this piece is soooo very award worthy!!!

your poetic voice is beautiful and I consider myself blessed many times over, with reading you

*kiwi hugs*

Sash xx