It's that time of the semester and I'm a little overwhelmed. I tried to start writing something and all that came out was the research I am currently doing. Maybe later.

Hope all is well.

Given the choice between the two of you, I'd take the seasick crocodile.

Bum, bum, bum bum, bum, bum. My forehead stuck to the cold wood of the kitchen table as the dishwasher drummed on. Either something was broken or off track because it had been doing it the last few times we ran it ( Read more... )

Depending on how this comes out, it could sound really angsty or cliche or whatever but I mean it most genuinely: it could be a coincidence or not, but I feel like since I gave up creative writing devote more time to academic writing, I have lost the ability to understand myself and my own emotions. It isn't as if the world of academia has done ( Read more... )

You know what scares me most about the dark? It's not soothing. It smothers you in defenselessness. The blackness slowly slips over your neighborhood, silencing the world around you and cutting your connections to others. It's in the quiet of the night that all of the terrifying things happen. Granted things happen during the day. But it's at night ( Read more... )

I don't understand ( Read more... )

"I'm fairly sure that somebody is holding a clock in his hands and spinning the hands faster and faster so that the only thing I can do is keep scurrying along like a hamster on a wheel ( Read more... )

I haven't posted in a while. My postings have been really sporadic over this last year. First I was busy with finishing up my senior year of college and now I am busy with graduate school and my thesis; however, I just got internet at my apartment and I think it's time to really start taking my creative writing as seriously as my academic writing ( Read more... )

So I just signed up for Pottermore. Parts of it are a bit dull and slow but some of it is pretty cool. I was placed in Gryffindor. I  expected either that or Ravenclaw ( Read more... )

There's three of us. I don't know where we're travelling but I know we must do it urgently. There's also the most adorable chubby puppy I have ever seen, brown with a round face and even rounder eyes that melt you to the ground. We're accompanied by a white horse with the most beautiful white hair I have ever seen.

We enter the city through a gate. ( Read more... )

This is a second entry to something I just wrote. Please read the previous entry if you are interested.

I start to run in one direction then change my mind and run in another. Then I frantically come to the conclusion that I am wasting time and running back in the direction I came from. I turn and bolt into the other direction. I run past a giant ( Read more... )