Month: December 2015
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Benevolent Forces Pulling Strings
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) Happiness was an elusive pursuit in which he invested negligible energy. At certain milestones of age as a number and ageing as a process he was prone, as so many are, to take stock of his achievements or lack thereof. At any given time […]
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Merry Christmas!
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) Merry Christmas!
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I Knew How To Make It Go Away
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) Her eyes were raw and red as if she’d been crying for hours but there had been no tears even five minutes before. “Just… give me a second.” She gathered herself, mostly through blinking and staring at the floor again. When she started to […]
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It Was Not Empathy
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) Sometime in the last year he had discovered an obvious truth that had escaped him in his youth: adults are little more than children that have grown up and mostly learned how to cover up the insecurities that continued to plague them. Some use […]
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A Moment Too Late
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) He arrived just a moment too late.
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So Delightfully Otherworldly Yet Rhythmic
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) She was tired of fighting. Every single day was just a monotonous record playing on an endless loop, inspiring in her only the urge to lift the needle and return it to the cradle. The train was always this platform. At the other end […]
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A Manner Of Repose Not Often Seen
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) She is wearing a yellow dress with an anachronistic bow at the rear, the edges of which can be seen bouncing with a gentle buoyancy with each of her steps. People walk around her as she makes her way down the sidewalk but there […]
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Strong Motion
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) I finished Strong Motion over the weekend and liked it better than The Twenty-Seventh City. Franzen can’t help himself when it comes to graphic sex scenes, can he? Everything unfolds predictably but the joy of his writing is in the observation. Next up is […]
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I Felt As If I Was On Solid Ground
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) I recently received the official word that I have been accepted to complete my PhD at the University of Technology, Sydney (UTS). This is the happy result of over a year of legwork that included choosing my research topic, composing my research proposal and […]
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Hers Was A Hopeless Surrender
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Greg (@jimmygoodwords) This story is part 5 of 5 of The Man From Kiama. There is a romance to allowing oneself to be pulled along by the perceived energies of the universe but it is akin to being enslaved by a master who is not interested […]