Moody Meow » 365 days of 31 words

Day 21 – Teamaster Cat

Meow — Wed, 21 May 2008 17:39:06 +0000

Photographer, poet, friend, dreamer, lover of beagles and kitties, One day you will realize that your wings are perfect; all you need to do is believe in yourself enough to fly

Day 15 – Momma

Meow — Fri, 16 May 2008 19:33:12 +0000

Taught me how to love fiercely, and to fear alcohol. Best friend, confidant, understanding keeper of secrets. There are things about me you will never accept, and that’s okay. I understand.

Day 14 – Beagle lady

Meow — Tue, 13 May 2008 15:56:39 +0000

Furry chin hairs that shone in the sun, keeper of the unwanted beagles, you gifted me with joy. I hope your work was able to keep the grief at bay.

Day 13 – Momma Luv

Meow — Tue, 13 May 2008 15:51:33 +0000

You locked the doors when you told me I needed help. We broke up because of a beautiful boy. I did everything I could to destroy our friendship. Sadly, it worked.

Day 9 – King Dick

Meow — Fri, 09 May 2008 18:59:23 +0000

One night’s conversation turned into a 10 year long-distance tumultuous friendship. You manage to piss me off, even from California. But you’ve grown up, and turned into a good person. Surprised?

Day 7 – Gramps

Meow — Tue, 06 May 2008 17:14:36 +0000

You make “snakeshit” funny. Every time I eat a mint patty, I can taste our summers together. You have a way with Nature that boggles the mind. Even birds listen to you.

Day 6 – Grannie

Meow — Tue, 06 May 2008 17:04:07 +0000

Trapped in a curtain of pain, you died years ago in my eyes. The fierce woman with a soft spot for kisses is gone. Your body holds on, forgetting to die.

Note: I thought about explaining this, but I won’t. It’s my own pain that I deal with when it comes to her. And I won’t justify believing that she’s better off without the pain.

Day 2 – Snoogs

Meow — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 15:48:09 +0000

Artist, huzzie, wild-woman tamer, better half is truer today than it’s ever been. I will always love you.

365…and counting

Meow — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 19:03:05 +0000

Claire, one of my favorite bloggers, started this project, x365.org.

After reading her entries for a few weeks, and tracking back to the original blog, I’ve decided to take a stab at this. There won’t always be names. But impressions and details mean a lot to me. I think it may help me develop characters for my future writings. The other kicker, beyond posting every fracking day, is that you use the number of words equal to your years. For me, that’s 31. (oh…and fuck grammar!) So, here we go:

Erica (me)

Slow to realize things about herself, ever doubting her future as a writer, she sees herself as a scholarly nerd, a tattooed pussycat, a rebel with many causes, a cook.