Vampire Vocab

Note: I wrote this story for a friend of mine who doesn’t feel heard, doesn’t feel alive. It’s kind of a surrealist story, and is very much a metaphor, which is not my usual style. I don’t think it does my friend justice, but I hope…I hope it means something to her. Her back was [...]

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, [...]

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 [...]

Sometimes stories start in my mind with a plot, or a concept. Sometimes they start with a character. But sometimes, my least favorite times, in fact, they start with a conversation, or a monologue. These are my least favorite times because trying to build around them is so hard. When they spring to mind, they [...]

I was thinking last night: what do mirrors see? What if mirrors were people who could see, hear, and smell, but were just paralyzed inside their frames and glass? So I decided to write a story from a mirrors perspective. I hadn’t planned it, so it just went where it wanted to go, and that [...]

In Honor of Zombies vs. Unicorns I decided to write a story with a zombie, and I’m still working on the unicorn story, to appear later, maybe, this month. This is by no means a very good story, but I wrote it for school the night before it was due, at 10:30. Not exactly cohesive [...]

See, I have this thing where, if a teacher assigns me something I don’t really want to do, that involves creativity, I either, in the case of expository essays, make it boring, or, in narratives, make it depressing. Denise told me I might not want to write too many like this, because she worries that [...]

People say: “Change makes the world go round”. Actually, gravity does. People say: “Change you can believe in”. Well, I believe it happens. People ask: “Do you have any spare change?” If I do, I give it to them, assuming they mean coins. Because “change” doesn’t just lie around, it changes things. Duh. People say: [...]

A few months back, My language arts teacher announced our poetry unit, where we would have to write ten poems on a variety of mandatory and optional subjects. As an overachiever, I decided “Why don’t I start now?” because, as an awful poet, I expected to make a lot of revisions. We never got around [...]

Last night I had an interesting dream that, for once, wasn’t scary, or confusing, or creepy. It was actually kind of nice. So here goes: I sat in history class, listening to Mr. L drone on about something I don’t care about, while Ms. D smiles and nods like he’s saying something profound. I connect [...]