Your laughter it echoes, like a joyous thunder...Your whisper it warms me, like a summer breeze...
About Me
- Natasha Dosa
- Abilene, Texas, United States
- This is the blog where I post my short stories and bits and pieces of novels that are in the works. Family and close friends are always asking me what I write...so here you go!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Life.
“I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately, I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, To put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die Discover that I had not lived.” ~ Dead Poets Society ~
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Lovely...
Nickolas: My life collapsed like a house of sticks the day my father died. I clung to my mother and sister, then Smike and Noggs...hoping, waiting, for I knew not what. I knew not what until that day, when I opened my eyes and the darkness was replaced with the sight of your face. It was the island towards which I had been sailing, unguided, my whole life, the dream my father had promised me before I could even imagine its existence. I have been happy for times, little times, since he died...but never at peace. Not until I looked at your face...and saw the universe in order behind it.
Madeline: I am tired of being strong.
Madeline: Nickolas, please. Think of the others. People might see.