Friday, 6 March 2009
The first sentence of the book I'm currently reading.I wake up.
The first sentence of the last three books I've read.He's fighting a nightmare when they come for him.
Moonlight silvered the room, painting the bed in a hundred shades of grey, white, and black.
Attending Burning Man made me simultaneously one of the most photographed people on the planet and one of the least surveilled humans in the modern world.
They Call Them Buttons.
I Wish I Could Make My Own.
But I Don't Know How.
So I Just Cut and Paste.