***I think every actor should, at minimum, be able to cry at will. I realized that while I was watching The Amazing Spider-man. There were several scenes where Peter was very emotional and I think Andrew Garfield pulled those off very well. Not only was he able to cry at will, he seemed to be able to control his tears. I mean he was able to ( Read more... )

Prose V

Two best friends were in the library.

"I'm gonna do it," one of them says, "I'm going to ask her out."

"Bad idea," she replies.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because asking her out reveals your feelings and revealing your feelings is never good."

He laughed. "What childhood trauma stunted your emotional growth?"

She looked up and chuckled. "The same one that ( Read more... )

The Shift Before Christmas'Twas the shift before Christmas and all through the floor ( Read more... )

As a writer, these are my weaknesses ( Read more... )

Untitled IV

Epiphany. A clarity.
A streak of lightning flashed.
Undoubtedly, irreversibly
Dawned on me at last.

A freedom, a release
That I had never known
A risky path, an alien path
I dare to tread alone.

Restless now and fearless
The weight on me is lifted.
Strong and at my bravest,
A new burden is accepted.

Prose IV

Mattie sat comfortably on the stone bench and stared intently at the sky. The American Cemetery was deserted and quiet. How nice, she thought. She had come there to think. It was uncharacteristic of her, really. She had visited the cemetery twice before but this was the first time she went there alone. She realized that she appreciated the ( Read more... )

Prose III

It was a bright, clear day. The sun shone cheerfully over the park. Joggers and dog-walkers went up and down the paths that snaked over the lawn. People were strewn across the grass on picnic blankets and park benches. On one of these benches sat a young man with a book in one hand. The other hand held a leash that led to a small, furry ( Read more... )

The 30 Day Blog Challenge
Day 22 - Your current relationship

Prose II

Maybe he's out there, maybe he isn't. Maybe, he's on his way, maybe we've already met.

But whoever he is, he would always get my meaning, he could tell if I am being serious or not and he would know when to be around and when to give me space. He would know how important it is ( Read more... )

The 30 Day Blog Challenge
Day 09 - Pet peeves

For this entry, I have decided to write a poem:

Peeves!

I frown upon elevators
That stop at every floor.
I frown upon people who
Would not hold open a door
For others coming behind them.
It's inconsiderate, you see
I would expect those folks
To have common courtesy.
I hate people who talk loudly
and laugh louder on ( Read more... )

 Prose I

The rain fell to the earth in large, determined drops. The cemetery at the edge of the small town was as deserted as anyone could expect a cemetery to be in a stormy evening like this. But this was not a regular storm nor regular evening. If a person would raise his eyes up to the sky, he would see with surprise that the near-full moon ( Read more... )