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Wednesday [PJ] ((LoA))

Joined January 2010 and calls the Land of Oz, for which she is its Wizard, home.

516 stories, 27 challenges, 1751 comments, and 72 friends

“If people never did silly things, nothing intelligent would ever get done.”
—Ludwig Wittgenstein

My name is Wednesday, and I guess you could say that for the most part that quote personifies me. If there were no silliness in this world I would die.

However, I guess it’s not all shits and giggles on my side of the pond. Because as much as I’d like, life is not just silliness.

Cheer Captain of the High Seas in the League of Awesomeness.
‘Cheer’ suggested by ElshaHawk
Named ‘Jae’ by the marvelousness that is Mr.Gabriel

Rest is not idleness,
and to lie sometimes on the grass
under trees on a summer’s day,
listening to the murmur of the water,
or watching the clouds float across the sky
is by no means a waste of time.
—John Lubbuck

Stories

  1. Escape (A Two-Part Poem) (Part Two)

    Right, you shall see leagues of flowers But carry straight on into the throws Of the rough sea: A door in the ocean bed. By now the night will have crept up, I assume, so take the dim-lit room As place to rest your uncaged head. The room is lovely, if ...

  2. Escape (A Two-Part Poem)

    Don’t worry, thieves do not a robber make. The key is just outside the door, Slide the hanger through When no slick guards are near. Although, when push comes shove, They care little whether you take Such a step: it shows no fear And they appreciate ...

  3. Single Bed

    I’m sleeping alone in my bed for the first time in what feels like years. It feels so cold so alone. I don’t know what to do.

  4. Wrong (Binglish... What I'm calling this weird language)

    Is we have chosen that make us But I don’t hurts me. Now we lies at the heart of a Look at on Canape in Neglect And resentment We see? I can’t tell us what you think. I don’t know anything. I think we would give it would have been wro...

  5. Wrong (Haitian Creole)

    Se nou chwazi sa yo ki fè nou Men, mwen pa fè m’ mal. Koulye a nou chita nan kè Regarder sou Kanape an Pa pran swen Et resantiman Nou wè. Mwen pa ka di nou Kisa ou panse. Mwen pa konnen anyen. Mwen panse ke nou te toujou t ap gen rezon. Nou p...

  6. Wrong (Vietnamese)

    Nó là sự lựa chọn của chúng tôi mà làm cho chúng tôi Nhưng tôi đã làm cho tôi sai. Vì vậy bây giờ chúng tôi ngồi im lặng Nhìn chằm chằm trên ghế sofa Bỏ bê và oán hận Trong mắt đỏ của chúng tôi....

  7. Wrong (English)

    It’s our choices that make us But I made mine wrong. So now we sit silent Staring across the sofa Neglect and resentment set In our reddened eyes. I can’t say what you think. I don’t know anything.. I think we were always wrong. Did we ever reall...

  8. This

    This life is made of your choices, The tone and base of all your voices. So sing until those glasses shatter! - I hear they marvel at the splatter - And while you’re not the Chosen One, You still have, yet, the best to come. This mess? It goes along ...

  9. The Youth is Starting to Change [Draft Challenge]

    Youth in all its glory running down lamplit streets in eery twilight laughing gaudy at old untruth. They don’t get us They don’t care so grapple do we with ancient fight timed to three bomb beats. Can the fuss and try not to drown in stuffy expecta...

  10. End Cometh

    I am eighteen years old And I am dying. What if this had started a year ago? I would be getting a trip to Disneyland, but one day passes and suddenly I’m an adult And I am dying And I’m only seconds older than I was before And I am still dy...

  11. Stranded in Tortuga: A Mission Across Worlds

    Mio was woken by the sunlight peaking through the cracks in her cave. Her back ached with the rocks and her hair was rife with knots. She missed the silk kimono and ornate combs she had lived her whole life in. The clothes she now wore had been stolen ...

  12. The Azure Sky: The Miracle of Pezenat

    Nikita remained speechless for all of ten seconds before calling out orders. “Back to the beach! Who’s left on the ship? Send messages crewside! By grace of Calypso, stop harvesting that blasted tree!” The crew began to run, but benea...

  13. The Silk Lily: Departing

    Tetsu applied the last stroke of paint to her lips then turned to stare at the child. “You will come with me tonight,” she said in a grave monotone. Kiri’s eyes widened with fear, even though she had only the slightest idea of what th...

  14. Remember to Forget

    It stood there: eight feet tall, thousands of names long, a monochrome monument to the dead of the last government-imposed horror. 43,678 names, one after the other, running along alphabetically until the last Z. The people around me bowed their heads ...

  15. today

    ………………………………………………………………………. words cannot even express

  16. I Miss You

    I miss you As soon as you get on the train home, left alone on the platform stifling tears. I miss you As soon as you leave the room, left cold without your arms to warm me. I miss you As soon as you drift silent off to sleep, left to stare at your pea...

  17. #21 The Thieves and the Thugs

    Then, the the thespian theorised thus: that thieves so thick, thought thrice that thriftier thugs went thin of throne to thunder’s thrills. Thus, those thieves thought to throw thumas* thread with thrum to throttle their throats and thus, think ...

  18. #20 Why I Colour My Hair

    I only feel me When my hair is unholy, In red, pink, or blue Or any new hue between, brown or blond makes me caged beyond hope.

  19. #19 Under the Moon

    Weasels walk ‘neath waxing white wheel while white water waiters whisper in Wakashan.* With words wild and wandering they wean the wallpaper with wide-eyed warning. as wisps of women waltz with wanting wanderlust in war-torn Warsaw. Workaholic wa...

  20. #18 Envy

    I change myself To be you. I need to be you: eloquent in verse, naturally beautiful, vain to an extreme, young and green as new roots. I change myself To fit in. I need to fit in: exaggerate my fables, niche clothes to hide my style, vivacious and loud...

  21. #17 Vanity

    She loves herself. You see it in her walk: the way she stalks down the street, the placement of her feet, the stretch of her pace, the look on her face as she stares straight ahead. You see it in her hands: the way they demand your eager looks in the g...

  22. #16 Sloth

    The night is long and I am tired, but my eyes won’t slumber.

  23. #15 Greed

    I want to die. I want to go on a murderous rampage. I want everyone to feel like I do. I want everyone to suffer with their blood as evidence. I want to show them. I want people to know me. I want people to love me. I want just someone to love me. I wa...

  24. #14 Gluttony

    Land of ice cream, Cherry pie, Chocolate river, Maple sky. Chicken leg trees, Salad garden, Candy floss— ooh! Beg my pardon! Muffin houses, Cherry chairs, Cake-born cats With licorice hairs. Marshmallows make Bathroom stalls, Can I really Eat it ...

  25. #13 Wrath

    I spit on your grave, filthy old man, haggard old knave, kicking your can till the end of your days, drifting through life on cardboard plays and hand-me-down strife. Who are you? to crack my skull? to shit on my view while holding none at all? to brea...

  26. #12 Lust

    The curve of your back, The dent of your hips, The lids of your wide eyes, The rouge of your lips. The talc of your skin, The arc of your breast, The grace of your fingers O’er my bare chest. The arch of your brow, The sex in your smile, The glos...

  27. #11 Mask

    You wear another’s face painted white with lips of reddest red to hide your own. Now to this sight! Is this not the time? Not the place…? to lie your own bed and step into light of lime, to embrace that which is yours, skin and bone and lon...

  28. #10 Slice of Life

    “Of all the cafés in Singapore you say this is your favourite cafe? There are thousands of cafés!” the old man shouted as the woman behind him spat out her coffee. “Holy fuck! There’s a tail in my coffee!” she screamed as a wait...

  29. #9 Don't dream, be

    Don’t just dream, for hallucinations only spin in vague cycles. There is more than just that rainbow floating in azure. Scratch onto paper impossible realities. Life is so less, so make it unless! Unless effort exhausted confines you to dreams of...

  30. #8 Dear Past Me

    Don’t fret Old self. Solitude May not be bliss But still Be patient, Not crude Or foul or ill- Tongued such is habit. Nay, don’t sweat: Friendship will vent Its soft, warm fumes As an elf Would sing you lullabies To soothe smit Your guttere...

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