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  1. Yeah, now what

    Well, I finally won a short story contest again at long last, but not by flippin' much! So the question is "how do I write a run-away winner?" I'm just polishing this month's entry and I don't want to start again AND someone already posted something with a similar theme, but no, not starting over. Onward ever onward as one of my characters would say. I need to write a big fat emotional story without plot holes and a nice twist and maybe save my money for bribes.
  2. ad Lucem

    The darkness is gone, in the light now.

    Fading.

    Limbs...

    Tired, so tired. Wings...

    Limbs don't connect.

    We danced, we danced and sang and sucked the sweet nectar, mated, flew through the air, the warm, bright air, after so long burrowing in the darkness, constriction, tightness and the dual emergence, first from the earth onto the Earth, and then emerging Self from self, new sensations, new abilities from a part so old it was there in the before.

    Will be there again.

    No more...
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  3. Time to Reflect

    Where do I start?

    I signed up for orientation specifically because it's "outside of my comfort zone". I also knew it would give me the best idea of what I'm getting into in terms of the campus culture, the layout, and what opportunities are available to me.

    I led my team to 2-1 victory in soccer. Well, the first game anyway. Scored both goals. Just about nearly broke my feet playing in Vans but what can you do. Also was the first to kick in kickball; got a double that I could've made a...
  4. Just letting the mind wander

    Another summer gone, another year coming to an end. I can feel the cold already, and it feels like I took that morning walk through the snow only a day ago. One less year I'll have with my parents. One less year I'll have with my dog. One less year I'll have to make things right. Whatever right even is.

    I won't grow old willingly, I promise you that friend. I'll fight you to end it until the day I die. I won't willingly decay in some nursing home. God willing I would even be lucky enough to...
  5. I NEED BEER

    Another short story contest down the tubes. Okay, I'm over it. Getting on to August's. DON'T OPEN THE BOX is proving harder than it sounds. Am I really so petty that I care one way or another about a bit of shiny under my avatar? Yeah.

    I really wish that I could understand what people think is good or bad about stories. There is a tie for July. One of the stories I thought was about as interesting as vanilla pudding. It was okay but nothing to mention on social media. The other had a...
  6. Cut and Paste

    from the comment section of another blog post that I responded to. I felt that my response may have been a bit much. Like, "Did you forget to take your medicine?" much. Well, I've had my daily dose of alcohol and nicotine now. I'm going to try and make it a separate blog. Whoops, meant rant.

    I'm going into my "first" year of university. I tried starting a couple years ago at a community college. The reasons why I soon dropped all my classes were more personal and outside of the school...
  7. Loneliness

    It's 2 AM. I'm sitting in front of my laptop, in my packed room where storage boxes are jammed on top of each other, cuz well this unit was too small for us from the beginning. We never unpacked these boxes. Boxes... just like the ginormous skyscrapers in the city. I see people in suits striding past the morning streets every day, their radiant cool eyes escaping contact, their smiles trivial and detached. I'm one of those people on certain days when I go to work. Shallow? Oh I'm slowly...
  8. WIP

    // The story has no title yet. I wonder if there is any hope for me ?. I never wrote in any language. The main character in whole arc is Death. But no single character will ever die. I also have a sci-fish punch line at the end. This is first 20% of plot.
    // There are 2 3D spaces: Normal space and Realm, both on single planet. Humans and crabs.
    // Dark matter/energy space is 2D: surface of degenerated dark matter neutron star.
    // The story start with 1st contact event in normal space to...
  9. Hysteria

    Y'know, waking and I see @Iain's compared me to a woodlouse. I thought to chew back a little, just my poem comes across a bit crazy so I hid it, you know I'm not really Greta Thunburg chasing Iain across the planet. That would be ridiculous.

    I am Greta Thunburg.

    I stand at the rail where my mast is proud, the sail full.

    Vengeance burns in eyes for all of the children of the world.

    Crossing the Atlantic Ocean by digital power my showdown awaits

    United Nations.


    Now is time, or is now...
  10. The Power of Story

    In art, I believe the line delivered by actor Richard Attenborough should be the only rule. "Spared no expense." Art, and the deep truths it can convey, are priceless.

    I want to do this justice, and I know I won't because it's 1:20 in the morning and I'm winging this blog. But at least I'll be able to express some feelings and sort some thoughts.

    I'm going to link a video at the end and wrap it in spoiler tags. It's an analysis and reflection on the anime movie Your Name, which is my...
  11. Where do we go next?

    I recently completed the first draft of my memoir and filed it away to look at with a fresh set of peepers. Upon revisiting my work it was plain to see that, even in first draft form, it is nowhere near the level of writing I want.
    I had expected it to be poor quality so this wasn't a surprise, but what did surprise me was just how little of myself I had left on the page. It's a memoir and yet I've written at a distance.

    My standard of writing is not at a level that matches my ambition by...
  12. Sent from my Phone

    Saw Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark. Not going to spoil all of it, but the first third was kind of slow. Some scares here or there but mostly jumpscares.

    Then one of the stories *really* got me psychologically. The Red Room. Let's just say every hallway he looked down he was trapped. And the walls were slowly closing in. I'm getting anxiety just describing it.

    Before I go on, let me say my health hasn't been good these past two days. I had a panic attack last night. It sounds so fucking...
  13. Alarm Clock Organism

    About all this cat is good for. Whining at 8 AM for no reason; has food, has shelter, has water, has a brand new cat tree, and almost every night I have it chase around a laser for an hour or get into little play-fights with it.

    Sits outside my roommate's door and howls nonstop. You get plenty of attention for the other 16 hours in the day. Let me sleep please.

    Of course, it does this because eventually she gives in and lets the cat into her room, because unlike dogs, cats think that they...
  14. Breaking Bread Together

    I've talked before about my rabbit friend, the one with the damaged back leg, who has been showing up outside my back door. As soon as I open the curtain or the door he moves toward the house, stopping occasionally to rise up on his back legs and look toward the house, sniffing the air with an aura of anticipation. I've been stepping out on the back porch stoop and holding a Ritz cracker in my hand. At first he stood carefully nearby, waiting for me to drop it. Then he got brave enough...
  15. unprecedented

    I do try choose my words carefully. I chose the word unprecedented after some research and I can't find a precedent. Got one?I mean a real life president not a literary president where somebody turns into a cockroach. I've never met a 6ft cockroach. So that's unprecedented.
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