I sit on the couch and ( Read more... )

washing my hands of gentle ( Read more... )

William Styron
June 11, 1925 - November 1, 2006

Ed Bradley
June 22, 1941 - November 9, 2006
I meant to post this a few days ago but I am lazy. William Styron was one of the last living writers I actually read, now he gets to join to league of dead greats that grace my bookshelves. Ed Bradley was one of the few remaining good journalists, and now ( Read more... )

note: put something clever and meaningful here

sitting thinking wondering ( Read more... )

So I figure that if I eliminate all distractions I could concentrate on doing what I need to do, right? But as my head and mind work I would probably find other distractions. Then I would work to eliminate them, only to find more and more and more and... you get the picture. So what does this mean exactly? It means I have to stop fucking around and ( Read more... )

Lying down in my bed not sleeping and not awake I thought of the greatest things one could ever hope to think of. Then I lost every single one of them in an instant. And now sitting here staring at this screen I am trying to think of something to write but I am coming up empty. Yet again ( Read more... )

have you ever felt a dream
so simple and innocent
and then had it all ripped away
in an instant
have you ever felt a dream
so pure and unforgiving
that when it was gone
it felt like a part of you had just died
have you ever felt a dream
that made you cry
when you woke up
knowing it was just a dream
and nothing else

have you ever felt a dream?

At first the freezing rain hurt the side of my face as it pelted, well, the side of my face. Then, as my face went numb, I got weak and fell over. Passed out in the freezing rain I thought all the thoughts I was afraid to think. I let them flow into and pass out of my mind. Filling me with exceptional joy as I was finally able to let them out. ( Read more... )

I have head several things float into my head of what to update this thing with. Yet, I have not written any of them down, in fact this is the first time I have actually sat down to write something in about a month. No real reason, the same old fear I guess. I don’t even have any clear idea as to what I would write about here. None of the things I ( Read more... )