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Martina Boone
I like autumn. The drama of it; the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3o7gc6Bv01qe215wo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://martinaboone.tumblr.com/post/22784231782/martina-boone-i-like-autumn-the-drama-of-it-the"&gt;martinaboone&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://martinaboone.tumblr.com"&gt;Martina Boone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I like autumn. The drama of it; the golden lion roaring through the back door of the year, shaking its mane of leaves. A dangerous time; of violent rages and deceptive calm, of fireworks in the pockets and conkers in the fist.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;― Joanne Harris, Gentlemen and Players&lt;/p&gt;
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Martina Boone
“You would not have called to me...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2yjepO8Jo1qz4d4bo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://martinaboone.tumblr.com/post/22010306416/martina-boone-you-would-not-have-called-to-me"&gt;martinaboone&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://martinaboone.tumblr.com"&gt;Martina Boone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You would not have called to me unless I had been calling to you,” said the Lion.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~ C. S. Lewis&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I write to release the angry beehive of thoughts that swarm in my head. I write because I want to be a better writer. I want to marvel at what I’ve written. I write because I have to. Because if I didn’t write it, I would speak it, and if I didn’t speak it, I would drown in a river of it when it pours out of my ears and eye sockets and other orifices which shall remain unnamed. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21664561328</link><guid>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21664561328</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 16:38:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>martinaboone:

There is something old and true in fantasy that...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2tzwyWlN51r8l1xao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://martinaboone.tumblr.com/post/21650333577/there-is-something-old-and-true-in-fantasy-that"&gt;martinaboone&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~ George R. R. Martin&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21653645767</link><guid>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21653645767</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 13:22:17 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>prettylittleflower:

the delicious hopelessness of daydreams (by...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1exx0eu3A1qb3edao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://prettylittleflower.tumblr.com/post/21644094655/the-delicious-hopelessness-of-daydreams-by"&gt;prettylittleflower&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;the delicious hopelessness of daydreams (by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sapaho/6866122358/"&gt;*sapa*&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21644122767</link><guid>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21644122767</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 08:55:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are,..."</title><description>“We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it’s like chasing clouds.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Libba Bray (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kari-shma.tumblr.com/"&gt;kari-shma&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21614673515</link><guid>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21614673515</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 20:32:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2utaus5Ec1r1nolbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21578675698</link><guid>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21578675698</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 12:37:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2vzg1ZiRE1r1nolbo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21578615063</link><guid>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21578615063</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 12:36:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>martinaboone:

I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2t348Q5uR1r2qa6go1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://martinaboone.tumblr.com/post/21568338812/i-do-believe-in-an-everyday-sort-of-magic-the"&gt;martinaboone&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~ Charles de Lint&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21577046220</link><guid>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21577046220</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 12:14:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"All writers are vain, selfish and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives lies a mystery...."</title><description>“All writers are vain, selfish and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives lies a mystery. Writing a book is a long, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;George Orwell&lt;/span&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vonsnoveladventure.tumblr.com/"&gt;vonsnoveladventure&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21576953144</link><guid>http://turqoisemoon.tumblr.com/post/21576953144</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 12:13:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Gates of the Forest wins!</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;“We’re alone, but we are capable of communicating to one another both our loneliness and our desire to break through it. You say, ‘I’m alone.’ Someone answers, ‘I’m alone too.’ There’s a shift in the scale of power. A bridge is thrown between the two abysses.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;— &lt;em&gt;The Gates of the Forest&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Elie Wiesel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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