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My Blog

A part of the novel I started a month ago and gave up on.

........................ ..[ Never even got around to editing it. : / This is the straight stuff. ]..............             Teddy lived with his mother and father for the first seventeen ...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Dec 2009 00:21:00 GMT

The Useless Nick Jarvis

      It's not raining. It never rained. Leaping tragically off of a tall building was losing it's flare quickly. The cold rush of wind he had expected, teetering, tottering you deathly close to the e...
Posted by on Sun, 03 May 2009 03:17:00 GMT

In the doctor's office. [Today.]

[This isn't actually part of any story I'm writing, more so a writing exercise for me. This was what I heard in the waiting room. The old woman made me laugh so hard... x ] ]"I was going to go and wat...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Apr 2009 22:11:00 GMT

Woody folk [#2]

"There wasno moment in which this creature was harmful to you," Brrue stooddirectly behind the mischievous wooden creature expressing a distastefor her brother's lack of kindness. Her thin, almost tra...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Feb 2009 19:56:00 GMT

Woodsy folk. [More writings.]

    [ I wrote this last night at about twelve at night? Not all too proud of it...and my blatant Midsummer Night's Dream references. Buuuuut, whatever.]     Through wooden hollows Tix triumphed. Walls...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Feb 2009 11:51:00 GMT

The struggles of Star and Blaire after Crash died. [Pfffft]

An alarm clock sitting on a sturdy milk crate, rent check two months overdue, the swerve and occasional crash of cars beyond the back alleys, and the heavy, intoxicating sce...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Dec 2008 00:15:00 GMT

Thrown in at a random point.

     I find that throwing people in on a random spot...                                       Is coo. ------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Dec 2008 15:52:00 GMT

Writing with no direction 3

First poem in FOREVER.     ----------------   I tried to imagine them cold and hungry to bring comfort to my dark night The shadows of people that crawled inside my television.... Their grins turn too...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Nov 2008 02:39:00 GMT

Writing with no direction.... 2

For those wondering what the hell I was writing today. Directionless crap? Maaaaaay be.   --------------------                  For the first time in twenty-five years, James Lida drew all over the wa...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Nov 2008 02:29:00 GMT

I wrote a story. =/

 Guess what really happened to him. =]I ramdomly pumped out a short story. Just now.Ho ho ho.--------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------     ...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jul 2008 22:53:00 GMT