Ok so I kept putting off writing a fiction story that I want to say was brewing in my head but honestly it's like a couple tiny ideas and no overall picture yet and I know that once I start writing it will grow more and form better but not having a true ending goal … Continue reading How the fuck do I even write anymore
Month: September 2017
One more before new things.
[Preface: This was one of my favorite stories because I really wanted to try writing a fight that could be followed with more than a few hits. Yes, it gets very confusing and I even had moments writing having to reread for position. I did want to revisit these character ideas, although not exactly, and … Continue reading One more before new things.
More of my old work
A Rough Floorplan The house on Royal Crest Drive is the second one that the youngest child grew up in. The parabolic driveway housed countless cars during our years of residence. The semi circle enveloped by it gradually accumulated ornamental trees and flowers until a beautiful wall accented the concrete. A series of unique … Continue reading More of my old work
a short exercise from a while ago
“Banned” “Mike we need a new plan for the party this weekend,” said Amanda. “I thought we had a plan already,” he said, boarding onto the train with her. He fiddled around with his pockets looking for his phone. “No we don’t! That’s the reason we’re heading downtown. Don’t you remember?” She was getting … Continue reading a short exercise from a while ago
Another nonfiction I think
Family Road Trips I don’t think most people remember the impact or feel of a crash that well (I know I don’t) but there’s the point right after, once consciousness is regained, that really ingrains itself in the memory. I’m sitting behind the wheel, facing nearly the wrong direction while poetically in the center … Continue reading Another nonfiction I think
I’m going to post some of my works from the last few years I wrote while I figure stuff out
Blocked Four days left His fingers once again tried to work. Rick couldn’t make the corner in time. He was passing by the same mailbox ten times faster than he ever had before, the headline just as blurred, when his foot became lodged in a- ...A what? Bill Grayson is having the worst … Continue reading I’m going to post some of my works from the last few years I wrote while I figure stuff out