A Rock from the Mountains

Here’s another poem for you all! It’s about a rock. I’m serious. Not The Rock. A rock. A rock I found in the mountains last weekend when I went up to New Paltz. The image I used for this article is actually one I took myself of Lake Minnewaska up in the Shawangunk Mountains. This National Poetry Month has…

Driving On a Rainy Day

I have a relatively dangerous habit — and curse — of coming up with ideas for stories, poems, and projects while I’m driving. But I do not text and drive! I use the voice recognition feature to get my thoughts down, otherwise I’ll forget them and they’ll be gone forever. I came up with this…

Mountain Climbing – 200th Post!

200th Post! I was going to post another erasure today, but I realized that this is actually my 200th post! My blog has changed countlessly over the years, and my most recent change appears to be the most successful. I’ve had this blog for four years, and I’m realizing now that I’m averaging one post…

The Girl in the Grey

I was asked to write about something other than me observing stuff because it wasn’t as creative as my normal work, so I took the liberty to observe her doing work in Starbucks. The Girl in the Grey The girl in the grey hoodie with white strings dangling down as she types leans over her…

The Leap

I know I haven’t posted anything since school started. It’s going really well, in case you’re wondering. It’s just hard adjusting to a new schedule. But I’m getting a handle on it now. This is my first assignment for my workshop. It’s eight pages double spaced, so it’s much longer than the posts you were…

A Walk in the Woods

Wow! Two posts in one day. This one is based off a prompt I found on Tumblr: Write about three things that make time stand still for you. Try and figure out what those three things are! I also owe you guys one more post. I hope to have that done by 10 the latest. Wish…

The Disused Train

Sorry I already choked with this goal of writing everyday! I skipped a day two days ago, and actually wrote this yesterday with the intentions of writing another story, but I didn’t get around to posting it here. I wrote this in Starbucks and it’s based off a picture my girlfriend chose off Flickr. The…

Memory Lane

The other day, I came up with a really good idea for a story, or collection of short stories. It’s interesting because all I have is the title, and the title won’t have anything to do with the story. What I mean is that the title is simply a metaphor, and if I decide to…

Farm House

I forgot about my notebook filled with stories! I’m going to write it here. Originally, there was no title, just the date: 6/27. I’ll think of something when I’m done. Enjoy! Farm House He was never able to swallow his pride for the sake of someone else’s happiness. There was always something going wrong, so…