I just got an e-mail:

From: info@wordbridge.org ( Read more... )

( I’m Afraid of Guns )

Here's a poem I wrote this week. It's called

( The Jungle Book )

I haven't been on stage in two years. I've done scene work for class and have taken my upper level acting courses, but for the past two years I've really stopped acting to focus on my writing and dabble in directing.

However, I read a play last night that makes me want to act again so badly.

Carlos Murillo's Dark Play or Stories for Boys is a ( Read more... )

You. Are. Adorable.

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Ok, so here's the deal.

If you want to write a manifesto, I sincerely applaud your efforts in having passionate enough feelings to get your voice heard via a publication known as something as BA* as a manifesto.

However, when you start advocating the "gendericide"  aka the systematic KILLING of an entire gender, I sort to question your logic. Like ( Read more... )

This month over at brigits_flame  I decided to try something a bit different. Taking a break from the darker more subversive sides of life, here's a slice of life from a small town summer. The prompt for this round is: Happiness in a Bottle.

( Orchard Towers )

Have you ever come across something, either art or a story or a movie, and you are instantly filled with both elation and intense anger? Elation because said art is so amazing, and so well-done it's a beautiful experience. Intense anger because you realize you haven't created it?

Playwright Naomi Wallace's The Trestle at Pope Lick Creek is exactly ( Read more... )

The most real and strange dream I've ever had. Ever. I wonder so badly what it means. To keep it short ( Read more... )

                                                           JORDAN

Hello Dr.

DEAN

Look can we just-

JORDAN

I need help. I thought it’d do me some good. You know, talking to someone.

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