i am heathcliff
the bronte sisters
a one-act play
lady v: Just went for epic run on heath in last ditch
tempt to firm thighs. Failed.
pod: wish i could have been with you on the heath, chugging along. instead was at villa pamphilj where there is a path called the bronte sisters. i wet myself and got misty eyed. tried to explain to my companion, who sadly was clueless on the subject. i despair.
lady v:I want to go to Villaa Pamphilj immediately. How can one not understand Emily. Utterly ridic
pod: i did try. the imaginary world of gondal. branwell rubbing himself off the painting. the mysticism. the death. despair. solitude. got to the point where i have to assume one KNOWS these crucial details.
lady v: Just had to do a quick post myself in frenzy on Bronte loving. Quite right.
If they don't know by now, well, I give up....
5 comments:
Loving our girls. Loving the Heath. Loving the blogging. Loving the Kate Bush soundtrack.
love of the morbid: tick!
isolated house in country: tick!
spinster creds: tick!
it's settled then. brontes are we.
Wracked by TB due to excessive camel lights: tick!
Mildly alcoholic due to lack of other pursuits in rural retreat: tick!
Absolute lack of any kind of lovelife: tick!
Yep, Brontes are we. Hurrah!
err...pod... since when do you accept the abomination of hanging out with Bronte challenged people??
and... what about retreat to tuscan valley to write a book together??
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