August 2011
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The garden was cold and brown, dry winter leaves blowing across the frosted...
– Amelie Andrezel, “One Short Dance”
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The Grey City
She found herself on a foreign street. The clocks upon the faces of the mighty towers each were set to different hours, not one of the second hands spinning. Everything was as empty as a clean piece of paper, white-washed and blinding.
It was, Jane recognized with horror, her city.
The buildings, once so comforting and beautiful, loomed like rotting stumps. She had chopped them clean of their...
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Hipsters, at the very least, tried to look like other hipsters. Her friend in...
– Amelie Andrezel, “One Short Dance”
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Suddenly, she was a hundred watt filament, passed across by ten thousand volts. ...
– Amelie Andrezel, “One Short Dance”
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A Story Within a Story
When they sat down across the coffee table from one another, Arnold always brought with him a platter of shortbread cookies. Jane would munch them and pull her feet up on the sofa so that she was sitting cross-legged. She read the titles of Mr. Blum’s books; there were a great many to choose from.
“Did you buy them all?” she asked one afternoon between mouthfuls of vanilla-flavored cookie. “Or...
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Cross my heart and hope to live.
– Breathe Owl Breathe, “Own Stunts”
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Maestro
That fall semester, Jane and Arnold met in his living room for coffee many times.
Jane would bring in her proofs or her art history books, and she would scatter them on his table to give the illusion that she was working. Besides, it made her feel at home to see a book that sometimes rested on her own shelf, merging so seamlessly into the labyrinth of Arnold’s things.
Mr. Blum had a peculiar...
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Fish Fingers and Custard
(SPOILERS!)
Seriously, guys… the Amelia Pond Voice Interface tells The Doctor he has 32 minutes to live, mumbles something about fish fingers and custard, then he shows up back in Berlin wearing a tux with 3 minutes to live. WHAT HAPPENS IN THE OTHER 29 MINUTES????
MOFFAT!
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Arnold Blum
In that moment, Jane was so happy, so filled with ecstatic possibility, that she didn’t hear the doorbell until the fourth blaring buzz. She jumped out of her skin and had crawled into the floorboards before her body managed to wrest her out and drag her to the door.
When she opened it, a tiny, wrinkled shell of a man in thick glasses was standing on the other side. He had a bag on one arm and a...
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Lloyd's Hardware
Carefully, she would remove the cardboard boxes from the highest shelf of the place where she had stopped. Pulling open the tape, she would excavate the contents like a grave robber, greedy in a pharaoh’s tomb. But after she had extracted them, clutched them to her chest, memorized their surfaces and grooves with covetous hands, she lay the pieces out on the floor—washers or nails or gaskets or...
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He was a civil servant by occupation, a well-intentioned soul who found himself...
– Amelie Andrezel, “Aditya’s Dreams”
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What’s good? What’s good? People tend to fly you business class. You get a...
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Matt Smith, in an interview for ShortList.com, on success.
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When she danced, the thoughts inside her head moved more slowly. They became...
– Amelie Andrezel, from “One Short Dance”
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She made the coffee. The scent of the grounds filled the empty apartment. ...
– Amelie Andrezel, from “One Short Dance”
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I found a wallet
Inside were pictures of your small family
You were so young,...
– Regina Spektor, “Wallet”
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Janey moved to Evanston in July after her junior year, to a little box situated...
– Amelie Andrezel, from “One Short Dance”
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The boy in the sweater was Mark Reynolds. He lived most of the year with his...
– Amelie Andrezel
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If we want to live in a society where people feel included, we must include...
– Russell Brand, in a very interesting opinion piece in The Guardian
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Love Letter
My husband, Ross, wrote me this letter and I read it aloud (for the first time) at our wedding ceremony. He’s the best.
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TARDIS Journal
Yesterday, I posted about how my excellent friends presented my husband and me a TARDIS journal as a wedding present, among other WHO-THEMED wedding moments. I didn’t include pictures, because that post was already pretty long. However, the journal itself is simply too amazing not to share. Everyone added touching text, but here are some of the illustration highlights:
The...
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A Long Excerpt from "Mementos of the Fall"
(for background on the story, see HERE or HERE or HERE)
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Ferdinand and Konrad sat in the car on the way to the Babic farm. They drove through a rocky canyon overgrown with piñon and sage grass. Suddenly, they turned a corner and the ravine opened up into a proper valley. Groves of lemon and olive trees nestled from the gentle swells of ancient talus all the way down to the fences, level...
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A Very Who Wedding
Recently, I became Mrs. Amelie Andrezel (well, a Mrs., anyway). For the ceremony, my husband and I wrote one another love letters, which we read aloud to the witnesses. Mine just happened to be Doctor Who themed.
Our wonderful friend, Melina, designed the layout of the physical letters (see the photo below, OR her other wonderful graphic design) and cut out the capitals by hand to reveal the...