February 2013
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Judgment: An Exercise.
I like to do writing exercises. I especially like those which force you to use a style you aren’t completely comfortable with. This is just a little message I free-wrote about my feelings towards judgmental people. There seems to be a lot of them in my life lately. Although I can’t exactly describe the style… Continue reading
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Of Memory
Just a poem… Sordid tongues that hiss bored regret. Singing songs of the infinite. Through tempered eyes; windowed souls. I see infinity: Embossed in coal. But before we fly on these weathered sails, So brightly binded and post-impaled. Remember youth beneath the sun, Of slighted years: Those sordid tongues. And in hateful times, slipped broken… Continue reading
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Thoughts on Fiction: Adverbs and Dialogue.
The strange thing about fiction is this: Every single thing you write is a lie. All of it. Every last word. Once you understand this, you must also understand that the success of your story depends on your lies telling the truth. For your lies to tell the truth, your words must describe certain truths… Continue reading
The Depths
The Blank Page 