Chapter 2: The Box Blunder Well my fellow readers, students, and detectives I am sitting here at home at this computer trying to f…
Chapter 3: The Eaters As the smell of sausage pizza came down the fifth grade hallway, driving my stomach insane plus I knew that oth…
Chapter 4:The Slobbery Salad That was when Mr. Robber the principal came into the lunchroom to see what all the commotion was about. ...
‘I leave on a note with my head held high, / One day soon I will display my love in the sky, / Look for the stars and you will see, / That y…
Just felt the best way to express myself.. and current feelings was through a poem. The typical way of life – meet a girl, and simply can’t have her.
I am here to set the world on fire wherever the brush is dry enough.
I follow a lineage of artists that includes among others, the cave painters of Europe, shamanic traditions the world over, Hokusai, Hiroshige, Vincent Van Gogh, Joseph Beuys, and Billy Childish.
In this edition of the Brew Crew Corner we look at the 2008 rookies and how you should go about drafting these players in this year’s Fan…
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Stan descended the rocky pass into the valley. The efforts of the villagers to dissuade him had only made him more curious. All he could …
Read my journal entry to understand my reason for posting this story as I have. I do know it’s not so great. Sorry. It is intended to be a lesson in how to trim a story to fit the word count. Please don’t comment yet on the half-baked story :-) just the aspects you think could be edited.
She had slumbered, for a certainty, as she remembered lying down and here she was in her gown and with her trick-some mind nattering away…
Yet another part of the grand tales of the land of Ordine, in the land of Ordem, and the girl turned woman who is called there by the god Chaos
(this is the rough draft prologue to the story ‘Once Upon A Reality’) Prologue: Once Upon A Dream Angela was a girl who tended to h…
Prologue to ‘Once Upon A Reality’
“Listen well, with hearts and ears: you have heard of the Norse Kings and their ascent, by consent of the Chaos of Ordem, to the throne o…
This section is rather loosely based on Beowulf because I was reading it recently and it occurred to me that there were many factors that were relatively the same, already, and I thought it would be cute to play them up. It may be even more loosely based by the time I get around to something beyond the rough draft, though.
Chapter Two: Upon the birth of Parsnip the Magnificent, Woodrow further determined a thing or two, such as to move back into his own h…
This is more of the rough draft that later became a published novel for sale on Lulu.com. Or. come to think of it, for sale at your local bookstores or available at the library, if you ask nicely enough!
This is tangible, JT, / pricking stars behind my eyes, / streaming hot saltwater verse,
I rewrote this poem probably five times before I finished my first draft. This is the third draft. This poem describes fairly accurately the way I react when I get it written down right and a poem really hits me; I was inspired by an article in a magazine written by James Tate. Feel free to let me know what you think of it, I enjoy constructive criticism!
I swept along the snow covered yards and walks, whipping through like a wraith. Cars stirred me and passers-by drew their coats close. ...
Narrative experiment. Short and hopefully sweet.
Incoherent burbling of doves in the low slung branches / of the tree / which dwarfs and darkens / the front window. / Its monstrous silhoue…
“Name?” I stared at the balding man with a blank expression. He already knew my name. “What is your name?” Rolling my eyes and t…
This is bound to be edited/revised/etc. many, many times. But this is what it is so far! (: I’m currently working on “Ch. Two”. Opinions are amazingly welcome. :D EDIT: I’ve fixed this up and such, as I said was bound to happen. The “final” version, Chapter One – The Lockley Man, can be found here . / FEATURED AT: A Novel Idea (Feb. 2009) Writers Market Group (Feb. 2009)
Picture boats in a small harbour, clinging to the jetties like fruit on a laden bough, and the dusty streets lined with houses…
A short descriptive piece I wrote a year ago, describing the setting of the first chapter of a book I was writing. Never got ‘round to finishing it, though… Hence the title. Featured in All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical.
Why fight the desire to be / To flame the fire in the mists / Here the unicorns roam / With the faeries of olde Ride the waves of the win…
“It is probably one of those camps on earth. You know son, one of the ones that started after the nuclear war ended.” / “But dad”
We are not captivated by these apparitions of fleeting abstractions that some might call an exercise in modern art. No, our wonder stems …
the very light stretched into him burning away his flesh and his bone leaving only his soul open to scrutiny. He looked into the darkness…
first couple of pages of a story i’ve started writing. It’s only a first draft so let me know what you think.
Charli sat at the long oak table, gazing intently out the window and onto the chaos in the hallway. It looked like any bustling day at pr…
Any thoughts??
“Shame filled my soul for being part of the human race.”
A write about the effects of money and power.
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