Photo Albums

We’re going back to prose today. I originally wanted this to be flash fiction, but there was no way I could separate myself from this story. I wrote this while I was upstate on New Years. My uncle broke out the old photo albums and went through the backstories behind every photo. It was too…

Jones Beach, Field 6

In honor of it being abnormally hot out for late-September, I’m going to post something quick I wrote over the summer while sitting on the beach. They were originally written in one giant paragraph, but I’m going to break it up where I see fit. Jones Beach, Field 6 I’m sitting on Jones Beach at…

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…

Escape

I had a crazy meltdown before, so I took a last-second trip upstate to clear my head. It was a successful trip and I’m feeling better again. Writing this post was a big help. It kind of reads as a stream of conscious, but it’s more just a reflection on what happened while I was…

What Makes Me Smile

This is a simple prompt: Write about something that makes you smile. What makes you happy? I have a feeling this post is going to be a huge mess. Hopefully I can keep it together and turn it into something nice, something that will make you smile. What Makes Me Smile The first thing that comes to…

The Fog

Fresh haircut yesterday, clean-shaved today. I’m feeling good. Things are going in the right direction again. Exception to this is that I’ve had a bad cough for over a month which isn’t getting better. The doctor thinks it’s either bronchitis or asthma. If it’s asthma, I’d be really upset about that. I’m such an active…

Somewhere With You

I know I said I’d have a big story, and that I’d be writing all day, but it turned out that that’s not how it’s going to work. I started writing this morning with those intentions. It just didn’t work out that way. I said what I had to say. Lately I’ve been feeling like…

I Just Remembered How I First Became a Writer

I was thinking about how I first got into writing a couple days ago. I thought it happened in college, when I decided to major in English, when I realized that I was taking more writing classes than surveys. It was a big part in me becoming a writer. If it wasn’t for college, I…