I’m a far cry from the Isle of Innisfree, I’ll grant you in a pathetic manner. I’m frustrated, tired, wishing I had gotten up and read my fellow furrower’s spewage sooner. For, having waited til the late hour of 8:50 pm, nearly 9, I feel very little astir in my brain. This must be how […]

the title means nothing. actually it means that i woke up in the middle of the night, not with a charley horse, but with thoughts of the noun charley horse stuck in my head and so i had to write it down.
i am adjusting to the use of a website for the furrows. i appreciate […]

Word Furrows from Emily:
copse
lapse
hirsute
makeover
spittoon
rumpsprung
scrap heap
meth lab
I have been, of late, marching right into a fiction tale, but just now I’ve read Emily’s post and feel like doing no such thing. I’m going to write about me.
So. Let us glimpse a bit at our wordlist. Makeover. Yup, that dreaded female rite of passage. Well, I suppose […]

Word Furrows From Lily
Tamerlane
zinc
diptych
ornery
scrapple
commodious

Okay, I don’t know what you take me for, Lily, but “commodious” does not mean “like a commode”. And if you drink toilet water, you won’t get sick, but your breath may smell very perfumy. As with diptych–looks just like a dipstick that slipped past the spell-checker, but it’s not, […]

Word Furrows From Emily
glassblower
verdigris
Vermeer
janitor
sedate
charcuterie
folly
forepaw
detox

sometimes i feel like a glassblower. let me rephrase that. i feel like someone took me and placed me in a glassblower’s studio, handed me that long metal stick with some molten globglass on the end and told me to blow real hard. not only that, but i was expected to make […]

Words from Emily:
glassblower
verdigris
Vermeer
janitor
sedate
charcuterie
folly
forepaw
detox
Detox was going well, all things considered. Considerin’ one of those things was a run-in with a janitor on PCP which resulted in a nail run straight through her right eye. She felt like the deer meat her pa used to pound on for days, trying to get it tender enough to chew. […]

Word Furrows From Emma
roughshod
odyssey
smarmy
rivulet
superconductivity
retch
pubescent
I don’t know why I signed up for a sales course in spring. This could have waited til summer, when afternoons in the office become unbearable. First of all, there’s the carpet in this place. Once green, now brown, and of the same pattern that my mom had in the living room […]

Word Furrows from Emily
baneful
intangible
impaction
dental practitioner
denude
implore
doss down
duck down
It was a baneful existence. She meant that quite literally, as she described the role of shabwajer to the new cadet.
Shabwajers were there to denude the King, if the King ever became, shall we say, unsuitable to the practice of ruling. If she, as the Head Shabwajer, were to […]

Word Furrows from Emily
baneful
intangible
impaction
dental practitioner
implore
doss down
duck down
i’m my number one subject, and i often implore myself not to revisit my “younger days”, but of course when you write about yourself you’re gonna be going back there despite your best efforts. for example, when i was young i could sleep anywhere - go on a road […]

Word Furrows from Emily:
grand
kibitz
uppishness
urinator
middle age
maiden
maidenform
lowbrow
‘Twas only grand for a short while.
I thought middle age would be a new era for me. Leaving behind the brash naiveté of youth, the forced humility of too-many-lessons-too-fast, the fevered hunger for faster truth. I thought a calm inner resolve would grow in me, and I would walk through my […]