Two poems I'm working on for poetry class.
I haven't really written poetry since I was 14 and terrible at it, so this is refreshing.
Tell me what you think?

ElegyA man’s hands and a piano ( Read more... )

11 days till school starts.

52 days till NaNoWriMo.

56 days till Wrockstock.

385 days till Holly's wedding.

Occasionally life changes so fast that you hardly have the time to realize something's taking place.

Then again, there are those rare moments when you know that something is changing. Right then.

It just feels like things are rearranging themselves behind the curtain for the next act.

Tonight was one of those nights.

August 22nd, 2009 ( Read more... )

My final story for my fiction writing class.Mouse Guts, Scratch Tickets, and Ants ( Read more... )

This is my third writing expansion. Sort of came up with it randomly. I think I may work on it for my large final story, although it will be changed a lot, and involved bugs. I brought seven dollars in nickels with me. Nickels are fucking worthless, but I found them inside the junk drawer before I left my laundry room for the last time. I was ( Read more... )

Some more random writing exercises done in class. Woot.

This one we had to look at a picture and describe it from a second person POV. The pictures were all boring. This one was of a girl looking over a snowy bridge like thing across a river.You thought you were alone that empty afternoon. Perhaps I was not close enough to reach out my hand and ( Read more... )

I worked on another expansion a while ago, playing off of the person with the other worldly aspect.Ella had been sitting next to Albert for a good three minutes, staring in absolute concentration, before deciding to force some wonder from her lips ( Read more... )

We had to expand on one of our previous exercises. I chose the previous one entitled 'sloppy'.I watched my mother fix my breakfast from behind lazy half closed lids, hung heavily like weighted blinds masking her wilted movements. She took no care in the process, slapping batter and spewing syrup in every which direction. Her weathered, bony hands ( Read more... )

Daily Writing Practice:

Look at an ad cut out of a newspaper and write from a point of view involved with the ad.
I had a 265 dollar paternity test ad entitled:

"ATTENTION PARENTS"Low Price ( Read more... )