Vampire Vocab

Inspired by Rebecca Kling’s Three Questions on Blogher, I’m writing this post. 1. What do you love? I love Piven. I love the feeling that I’m changing things with my words, that the clearly defined line between mind and body are blurring, and power emerges from the tearing out of that cocoon. I love that, [...]

Ok, so I didn’t do so poorly, driving yesterday in a cemetery, of all places. In fact, for my first half hour of driving ever, it may have been pretty good. I’m not sure because Daddy insists that he won’t give me anything to compare against. I.e. He won’t tell me how I did relative [...]

I would write a poem for New Orleans. But I’d feel like that would be selling out. Letting details slip away as words do.   I would write a poem for New Orleans. A poem of destruction and rebirth but I can’t find words.   I would write a poem for New Orleans. Of drunken [...]

So, this is kind of an old story. I wrote it a little while ago, but it’s ok. So, here it is! Oh, and it’s kind of long. But oh, well. “Candy”   Grotesque. Lyra’s deadened mind could conjure no other word for the vision before her. Frank, the head mortician, was whistling a cheery [...]

Today’s word is: Cyrenaic (adj.) Hedonistic, pertaining to hedonism. Sentence: Despite the reputation vampire’s have for being either moody or cyrenaic, the vampire who worked at the grocery store was neither. He was just…normal.

Hello, all! We are here with a very special guest, Vincent the Calculator! Yes, it’s the very same lucky calculator that has helped me through so many otherwise impossible math tests! Let’s begin the interview! Me: Hello, Vincent, we’re happy to have you! Vincent: I’m pleased to be here. (Well, he’s awfully friendly, isn’t he? [...]

So, it kind of sucks…well, actually, it really does. It was an interesting premise, I thought, but poorly executed. Anyway, it was built on “can a class really destroy someone?”. I hear people saying things like “Trig is killing me!”, so I wrote the story based on that. I would have gone further, but unfortunately, [...]

I like to read through my blog archives. Call it narcissistic, or whatever pleases you, but I do. And, as I read, I get…nostalgic. Because I remember when I blogged every day, lots, just because I loved it. It made me happy to write about everything. Back then, when I would set my fingers to [...]

I feel like I should be writing y’all a book review…or a funny interview…or something. But, I was reading my idea journal just now, because I had a story idea (that I quickly realized people would either call “The Matrix” or “Inception” on!) and wanted to write it down. But, I was reading it, and, [...]

Listen, souls are whispering. Listen, secrets are sharing. Listen because the world is wider than the length of your nose. Listen, do you know your friends? Listen, do you know yourself? Listen, can you hear fears in hearts screaming? Listen, can you hear souls swelling? I did. Today. I took time to listen  to a [...]