Control. It is always about control, circumstance(s) that is. Always attempting to control, to wield, is man. I for instance just controlled my dogs on a walk, and then after that the fire. I tended to both; made sure the dogs had fun and exhausted themselves, the fire I made sure that it was hot, that it was burning, not suffocating. Each ( Read more... )

I can't pinpoint moments in the past that don't stick out. There are things that do stick out, for instance, my grandmother dying Christmas '05 or like when I saw my brothers when I first returned from St. Croix. Those were, possibly, moments of weakness, but then, at the same time, they are also moments of strength. Then there are other moments ( Read more... )

Ok- time to shake off the bullshit I rolled and covered myself in last week- new plan.

I was watching Life Aquatic when I finally go the e-mail I had been patiently and anxiously awaiting. It wasn't just an e-mail though, and it corresponded with the emotional climax of the movie. The e-mail was a way out and a way in for me. I needed that e-mail. I needed it to say something to me, something that would lift me up, something that ( Read more... )

Do you, reader, know what I did yesterday? I hung sheetrock for my ex-stepfather in his new addition. He didn't pay me, I didn't want him to; I just did it because I was bored and I needed to do something ( Read more... )

I want to say, that critics, beware. You know not the man. Simplicity in mind, is better than scrambled and left behind ( Read more... )

I'm not sure if I really feel like writing right now, but I am anyways... go figure. I gave my writing samples to Scot, my coordinating teacher during student teaching, he glanced them over when I hung out with him on Sunday for an hour, he didn't say much other than that the last poem, which I thought was the worst, he liked the best, but I ( Read more... )

There might be a job in my not so distant future, working at a Beer and Wine Brewing/Making magazine located in Vermont. The position would be that of an assistant editor, primarily I would have control of the front and back of the magazine and I would work with various writers, staff and freelance, editing their work, and possibly writing some ( Read more... )

Some of the most beautiful things I've ever read haven't been words at all, but emotions ( Read more... )

I was asleep, well, not asleep, but lying there in bed, staring up at the cieling, thinking about how thinkgs have yet to come to fruition for me. How I haven't gotten a job, or gotten published yet. I wonder why things haven't worked out as planned. I wonder why I despise the thought of being a teacher now, when all I ever wanted to do was be ( Read more... )