Some Changes

I’m sure you haven’t noticed, but my blog has gone through some significant changes recently. As usual, I’ve been unable to keep my promises to write every day, and as usual, I have an excuse: I did just graduate and I had plenty of time to write, but my focus was primarily on finding a…

A Spot of Land

I’ve been wanting to write a poem for a little while now, but I couldn’t think of anything to write about. Finally, last night, when I got home late, I had an idea. I wrote it with the intentions of telling a story. I want the reader to feel a sense of completeness when they…

The End

Instead of paying attention in my philosophy class, I tried writing more poetry. When I have more time over the weekend, I’ll come up with some sort of prose. I have a feeling I should probably expand this poem, but I’m not sure where. I can see what I want to write in my mind,…

Bubbles

Today was a pretty awesome day. I went to my first writing event and had a really good time just sitting around and writing with people that love it as much as I do. It was a great change of pace and I look forward to doing more stuff like this in the future. We…

Late Night Diner Runs

I found my playwriting final the other day so I decided to post it. FYI: it’s twelve pages double-spaced, but it’s a quick and (hopefully) enjoyable read.   Late Night Diner Runs MARK: 25 years old, best friends with Jerry. JERRY: 25 years old, best friends with Mark. WAITRESS: 40 years old. Setting: MARK and…

Philadelphia

I was in Philadelphia this past week and took a bunch of pictures, but this one stood out to me the most. I’m going to write a totally fictional story based on this picture. I’m trying to play around with dialogue in a David Foster Wallace-type of way. I’m literally doing this right on the…

Sad Songs (Free Verse)

I fall asleep listening to music, like how some people fall asleep with the TV on. It relaxes me ninety nine percent of the time, but on occasion, it will keep me up, bringing back memories (both good and bad), and as of recently, inspire me to write. I enjoy playing around with alliteration, and…

The Philanthropist’s Nightmare

He waited for her to get home to open the letter. He had a surprise for his wife, and she had one for him. He (with the help of his lawyer) decided to donate all of his savings to various charities and live off of his small, but sufficient retirement fund. His wife knew about…

Mrs. Butterworth’s 3125

Another hint fiction piece inspired by a conversation I had with my cousin over the weekend.   Mrs. Butterworth’s 3125 They didn’t know what they had stumbled upon. “A clear figurine of some sort.” “Most likely a—” “Get The Director right away!” “—Goddess!”

Hint Fiction

I’ve been playing around with hint fiction (stories with 25 words or less) again and have two stories: one that’s totally fiction and one that is fiction, but hits close to home.   Conclusions She did her best, but she was young. He tried not to hurt her feelings, but made no promises. As she…