So as part of my SciFi/Horror Lit class I have to do an alternative media project. You know, that project for kids who can't read good and want to learn to do other stuff good too. Er-hem. Pardon the Zoolander reference. Anyway, it's a project for kids who aren't good at articulating their thoughts in writing. Unfortunately, they are all pursuits ( Read more... )

Sorry about that last one. I wrote it, but then left for school. I never intended to post it. One of my roommates did when he hopped on my computer to use the internet. Won't happen again

--B

Another musical bit here, so download this and listen along: Promentory - Last of the Mohicans

Reclamation

All I can hear is my head pounding. "Front row seats to a bass drum symphony." dad had always said. He wasn't wrong. I had to get up. Quickly. Get up or get trampled, stabbed or god knows what else.  Well none of that for me thanks.

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Okay okay, I know, I haven't posted here in FOREVER, but I have been legitimately busy, and I've had other outlets for my creative writing needs. Anyway, I thought I'd share a little experiment I'm playing with, namely, having mood music accompany reading. Thus far, I haven't tried it on anything other longer than little mini-vignette (because then ( Read more... )

Broblems

Sidney sat at the kitchen table, reading through his English Lit homework. He was slowly trudging through the thick, wordy passages, not taking in a single word. Eventually, he’d give up, look at the questions on the worksheet he was to fill out regarding the chapter he was supposedly reading, and then start scanning for ( Read more... )

I’d always hated that bus stop. Rank with the smells of cigarette smoke, alcohol, and even faint traces of puke and urine. Unfortunately, it is also the closest, fastest and most convenient way to catch the number 42 bus, which went straight downtown to where I worked (as an intern in a publishing house on Hudson Street), so it was either endure ( Read more... )