Day: April 23, 2008

Can I just say that I absolutely despise writing this type of story? Really. I had to write a creative non-fic story/essay/whatever tonight that's due tomorrow night. I decided to write about my trip to L.A. in November, where I met James Shaffer of KORN on the way to Santa Monica Pier, and before the… Continue reading Creative Non-Fiction

Oh, I thought you would enjoy this one. It was fun to write. =) There is an annual contest for wretched writing at http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/. It was a dark and stormy night...LMAO!Anyway, here's my attempt:The wastebasket made a sound, like rustling, but not like the rustling of leaves on a breezy autumn day, and more like… Continue reading Wretched Writing…

I'm posting a bunch of stuff I have on other sites. =) I had completely forgotten about this blog, so I figured why not make use of it. I think this will become my main blog.

Why is it that things always seem to happen to me in the middle of the night just as I am going to bed? Well, actually, it’s early morning, but who’s checking? First, it was the scraping noise in the wastebasket. Now, for the last three nights, I have had to fix the blasted toilet… Continue reading Things That Go Bump… Or Break… In the Night

It is two o’clock on Thursday morning and I came inside to finally head to bed, but first, I must partake in the usual bathroom activities before bedtime. You know, to rinse my mouth with the alcohol-free mouthwash so my new Monroe piercing does not get infected. Oh, and to brush my teeth, of course.… Continue reading Late Night Timbres

Ha ha... my mid-term. =pSix TraitsShow your ideas,And organize.Is it written to makeYou laugh or cry?Paint the pictureFor all to seeIs it lively, andDoes it sound like me?Pick fun words,Easy to readWhen read aloudWith fluency.Caps in their placesCommas, as wellShort, snappy readsThat show you can spell.Now is the timeTo share your taleUse these six traitsAnd… Continue reading Six Traits

Me playing around with second person for an essay...A Shifting OccasionThe moon rises full and golden just over the mountains on the eastern horizon as the chill night air plays softly with your flesh. The hair on the back of your neck stands on end, calling attention to the vibrations running through your skin—electric rhythmic… Continue reading A Shifting Occasion