Friday, April 29, 2011

Baby Blue Rim Around Brown Eyes

MURDER IN THE PARK SLIDE MICROINVITADOS

Patricia floods my computer wonderful lyrics that manage to sweeten the evening. Patricia makes every day I raised it difficult story I will cherish. Patricia is poetry, friendship, a person, is ... all the good you think and something else. Patricia in this to see ensures a pleasant reading. As shown it button The Shining Reza book , this micro full of magic and spells a reality that surrounds us all, the reading is of potions, poems, gossip, adventures ... You read it shut up ...


THE BOOK LIGHT REZA



" In full moon for seven days, should the frog perfume with the compound obtained from the maceration of seventy seven hundred flowers blossom in water droplets. And will transmute in Prince . "


"He knows he should be in the basement, covered in cobwebs and bat droppings, like any other of your condition.'s Under the sun, clean and open, deployed its magic light. Wait. Pray to God Books of Good Intentions for someone to read it and decide to use quality materials that he proposes. But go to his side, without paying attention, thousands of small green creatures covered in mud in the lagoon and the flies buzzing around are happy. "



On 23 June last year began this section and in its fifth edition appeared and my next guest. So it was with a haiku, now does it with a micro. Torcuato rests on his blog any ideas that occur in his head, not a writer of a line, but all within its reach. Already in the title of the blog, All new under the moon , makes us a wink to us about what we will see in it. I like his approach to the micro: sincere, utterly, as strong and fit in your blogpersona adjective. Its micro Bureaucracy is stark, yet it presents you with such normality that makes you think ... better keep quiet and let you read it.


Bureaucracy.


They charge in that row to the left, if you please. Today I will have repeated a hundred times, but without losing the smile. Do you like my smile? My teeth are white and even, and my eyes are not bad. Right? What fool! Why do you ask? However, I know. I've noticed in the way you look when you've come to my desk. You are very beautiful and I look forward to tell me about yourself. Quiet, will only be a few miles and come out when we get the boot and you come off of that nasty gag. What stuff! I hate my job but thanks to him I found out your address.


Tomorrow Saturday publish fiction in two microphones in the not yet published, I hope to start a line microphones do not repeat my blog.

following publications:

Monday 2, short story: Murder in the Park
Wednesday, 4, feelings: Road Bar




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