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Make the ghet-to holla.

A slew of things to bitch muse about ( Read more... )

The disparaged poet sat under the giant oak tree, awkward, uncomfortable, and intentionally so, a desperate attempt to stay awake on the nicest of autumn afternoons. Casual napping was, at this point, more preferable to the frustrated man than attempting to write. He had studied the greats - Homer, Virgil, John Keats, John Milton, and even Martin ( Read more... )

[title :]I applied for a Tonya, which would fund my unpaid internship at the Advertiser this summer. I really have no idea what my chances are, but I think my letter was well written. I get the strange feeling that I've already typed this up somewhere. I'm having a real hard time getting in touch with the Advertiser, if anybody has any contact ( Read more... )

I can bring you along.I finally realized why I can't write for shit since I've gotten to college (all though I did get an A from Peters, finally). I'm out of practice. All those stupid free writing things for Ms. Burnett actually helped, although I hate to admit it. They stimulated my critical thinking skills and made using them a lot more ( Read more... )

Long time, eh ( Read more... )

Congo SquareI really hate the way I do creative writing. I mean, I just don't think it's any good. It has no rythm, no flow, no nothing. It's standard, it's tired, it's contrived, and it's a horrible mess. I really have the urge to take an exacto knife to my journal and cut out all the old stuff and start over fresh. I have a constant need for ( Read more... )

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Girls and BloodSo we had to write short stories in English. Mine was a thinly veiled journal entry, with me and the protagonist, and it basically deals with my shit soccer season, under the guise of a cowboy named Graham in a rodeo, during which he breaks his shoulder. Ok, whatever. Keeping in mind that I wrote about me, a large percentage of the ( Read more... )

And then in 20 oh nine, they'll find my body on the West Sussex line.So, long time, I guess. It really kills how my moods swing, for no apparent reason. I read old posts... and I'm really exagerated and extravagant, but, shit, at the time, it's seems so earth shattering ( Read more... )