Note From Teenage Flame/Vera Deville

I considered writing this because many people do not know what my work is, essentially. These are all semi-short stories, or maybe you can consider them all bits and pieces of a novel. Let's call them chapters, for the sake of organization. They are all published, yes via Twitter and such, not only Twitter, though. Yes, as many people know mobile micro-blog novels/poetry/any type of writing has become this fad of the day thing. Sure, I'll follow a trend, why not if it means I can get your eyes on whatever I'm writing? I simply want my work read, and in reading it, as much as I enjoy writing it, I would like you as audience to enjoy reading, commenting, and being a direct and live part of this "production". I am using some of the My Independent Presse "Manifesto"-form here, but it is the truth, and the essential reason why I have consequently accepted them as my creative agent provocateur. These are live, sometimes uncut, sometimes edited, sometimes word-of-mouth rhetoric of the final "masterpiece". Come now, how many people do you know have written "the next great American novel"? Well, all great American novels aside, and there are some I can begin listing here and now... thank you. Thank you for reading, it would be a delight to know there is a precious enjoyment behind every word or phrase, and I certainly hope this forward motion leads to a pleasant surprise once the final outcome is shared with the world. Once more, thank you.

Always,

Vera

Anecdotes and Snippets - A day in the night of... 6:18 pm

Ists not really a matter of sitting here listening while something you may say or not actually means a damn thing to me. Actually it means a damn thing to me. It’s more along these lines: i think. And so people talk. People talk all the time! People talk when they can, and sneak to the sideline, or lines, when it’s not allowed – to talk. Now i’m going to take things and make things more – more relevant to me. And i’m only going to take what i want, and i’m only going to write what i need, and i’m only going to add meaning – a sort of definition – to match or juxtapose the voices within. It’s all for... It’s all for... It’s for the sake of happiness! It’s for my very own bliss! It’s the one she wrote down – the one i play well to. This is the one i follow every line to the t for, and you know it’s the sweeter closing when... To hold hands and bow while the curtain falls, moving on to then kiss backstage while the doors close. i take off your clothes, as you come closer. And I can kneel down. I can watch you in that purest delicacy. I’m going to define this well, just how i like it, exactly how i want it. Tell me where you want, and tell me when you want – what you want. Do as you will and take for free. Everything now, what happens next, something here, everything there, what happened then, what we did before, where we were that day, different nights where i moved where you want, always where you need. What i like best is the taste between our sheets. Some reddest wine, some sweetest temptation, some science here or there, your bait, that line, this catch. You know there once was a girl who dreamt. i never knew what that dream was in the first place, but i know it felt close to all of this. That same dream is you from start to end!