Some long overdue improvements
to 100 Words are....
10/14/2014 - We've returned to development mode. You might be skeptical. But, working hard to make 100words 2.0 finally a reality.
May 17th, 2007
The sweetest moments in my life have been when women have been kind. When women are kind to me I feel like a murderer forgiven by his victimís family. I have never felt worthy of women. Iím not naive: I do not idolise them unknowingly. I see faults and frailties. But women simply unman me; they make me surrender to subjectivity. I am the most meek and hapless of heterosexuals; I blush at a smile and a soft word. I am a foul romantic, shot through with smut and flowers, a vicious submissive who kisses feet with a snaggletoothed bite.
June 1st, 2009
Today was the last Monday of the school year. I feel like my brain is about to burst. Thereís so much review work, research to find, lockers to clean out, blah blah blah. My head is full of thoughts about different classes, friends, and teachers, plus the book Iím reading, the story Iím writing, and myó non-existentó love life. Time to practice driving; no, time to answer this text message; no, time to eat. I have all the time in the world to do all this. Why does it feel like so much?
Hey, Monday. Have you met my PMS?
August 5th, 2008
I came across 100 words many months ago, but couldnít get started for fear of running out of words. When I donít write, this fear plagues me. I am convinced I have nothing to say. This is what stops me from attempting so many writing projects. I believe that, no matter how many ideas are usually swilling around in my mind, if I actually try to form them into a shape of some kind, they will suddenly dry up. Yet, in finally doing this exercise, I have discovered that the existence of some words seems to inspire the appearance of more.