Category: Quotes

August 16, Ghost Bridge

Some bridges are meant to be burned.

By Ashish Seth

“Goals. Line ’em up and knock ’em down.”

Tags apparition, bridge, bridges, bright, ethereal, fog, foggy, ghost, Ghost Bridge, glare, highway, light, misty, murky, night, Photography, spooky, weather

They called. So we went. And no one showed up and so we left. Simple. Easy. Fast. Cautious. Always kept an eye out. Kept two. Always. And I asked father why they wanted us to check the house. And he said he didn’t know and I asked why he didn’t ask them and he said “You’re gonna get nowhere if you always have to explain yourself to other people.”

Made sense… made sense.

By Ashish Seth

Tags 401, blur, Brampton, drive, driving, fog, haze, highway, job, lights, mission, night, night call, Photography, spooky, streets

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August 12, Some Days Are Just…

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Post date August 17, 2012
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By Ashish Seth

“Anger and Pain in the Subway Train” – Mick Harvey

Tags anger, bawley, bosley, dog, get through it, human condition, Jam, lazy, matt rulli, mick harvey, misery, Photography, pooch, sleepy, stiff, subway train, tense, tired, wake up, work

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August 2, Meeting Places #3

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Post date August 2, 2012
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If you can’t win her heart, win your’s back. If you can’t breathe around her, drown yourself in music. A cure for love is just the sharpening of your vision at the optometrist’s. Sometimes reality switches focus.

The danger in risking it all is a drug. Gets stronger with repetition. Siphoned emphasis.

By Ashish Seth

Tags asleep, aura, dark, darkness, defiance, forbidden, Love, Meeting places, move, night, Photography, road, secret, shine, star-crossed, streetlight

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August 1, Writerhead – Why I Write

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Post date August 2, 2012
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Why I Write. Here’s why.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmerFuzRNZ4&feature=youtube_gdata_player

This scene is one of Will Smith’s highest achievements. It was all improvised. And he has a great relationship with his father. I think about that and it marvels me. How does someone give a performance like this without having gone through something like that? How is this just improvised? Some art is magical in how it mimics life. I saw this scene when I was very little. Fresh Prince had a lot of scenes that were very formative for me. This one felt like real life. This is the most powerful scene I’ve ever watched. Nothing has ever really come close. This scene reminds me of what the essence is of what I’m trying to do with my writing. It may all seem dark. It may all seem twisted and creepy and messed up. It may all seem like it’s a plot unfolding. But I’m honestly trying to get to the underlying humanity of why people are the way they are. That has always been my aim. Like Will Smith in this scene, the goal has always been to reach a cathartic depth that transcends the fact that you’re reading a book, a depth that all people can connect with even if they can’t, and to do so all with a crazy handful of nothing.

By Ashish Seth

If you can’t win her heart, win your’s back.