zig zagOne of the biggest disappointments in my life recently has been discovering that cigarettes will not bend. When I was little I watched an awful lot of cartoons and characters who smoked were often fated to mishaps that would find them lying on the floor, leaning against a wall, or propped up in a door frame with a forlorn, bemused look on ( Read more... )

Dear Mr Philip Levine ( Read more... )

The reading for this week was mostly oppressed women. It's not all about being oppressed and having a hard life, but right now that's what really stands out to me. I understand the need to write about the plight of one's life. These writers even do so beautifully. But I can't really relate. I came from a poor family, but I'm white so I'm more ( Read more... )

RekindledHer body is, I must confess, all but a mystery to me ( Read more... )

daughterI had a dream that I had a daughter ( Read more... )

Reading the works of great writers like Plath and Ginsberg (a personal favorite of mine) is, I guess supposed to make us more well informed and competent writers. In all honesty it just scares the shit out of me. In the modern day and age you have to be exceptionally talented, infinitely creative, and more than a bit well connected to make it as a ( Read more... )

I must confess that I am too lazy to do well in school. I’m also probably too lazy to exist outside of school. My entire life revolves around sex, friends, music, and books, probably in that order. I’ve managed to stay in college fueled only by my desire to stay away from my family and close to my friends, a large number of whom provide me with ( Read more... )

Our "icebreaker" for class was to write a piece that began "I must confess..." I scrapped my first one. I figured it wouldn't go over well in class. This is what read to the class ( Read more... )

This journal is now become my repository for writings, primarily, for the time being, from Creative Writing Seminar.

Enjoy.

Fuck.

I keep trying to write but I can't. This is just too much to make something worthy out of. I can't think of anything to write.

I'm sorry we weren't closer. I'm glad we were at least as close as we were.

Rest in peace, love.