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About me - Joel Stottlemire

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I'm a 37 year old poet and writer.

"You Me and Apollo: Hope Beyond Bipolar Disorder" -Lulu.com

"Poems Mundane Collection I" -Lulu.com

"Flash Master" -Lulu.com

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Technology: 1 of 28
The Cyber ExoticBorn to flesh and weaknessWe turn our backs on our mother's milkSeeking the digital dreamWe cut the wires in our mindWho can walkOn the cut glass of yesterdayWe must press forwardInto the digital dreamReplace the veinsWith streams of dataReplace the eyesWith camerasWhose images never are lostReplace the brain ... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Adventure: 9 of 105
The Silver Sands Trilogy Book One Chapter OneThe sun was hot on Ricci's skin, so hot that it was like a hot brush brushing down her exposed arms. She kicked her skix, an eight foot long, eight legged lizard like creature, in the ribs and held tight to the reigns as the beast scurried forward down the steep incline.She was ten... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Nightmares: 8 of 88
The Call of the Ooze"Nom!"The author's eyes flashed open, his mind going from sleep to alert in an instant. How long had he been sleeping? He couldn't tell. He didn't remember falling asleep at all. He rolled half way over to look at the clock on the dresser but it was blocked from sight by his wife's body.He dropped his head... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Tenderness: 2 of 17
As a manI thought it was my job to kissa woman's lipsNow I kiss my baby's feet.As a manI thought it was my job to chopthe wood.Now my arms cradle groceries.As a manI thought it was my jobto drink and laugh roughlyNow I run my finger down her cheek.What am I?Am I less of a mannow that these hands hold tenderness?It is a greate... More..
Pets & Animals > Birds Bird facts: Penguins: 1 of 8
Why Do Penguins Sleep Standing Up? Here's a little puzzler the daughter of a friend of mine came up with the other day; do penguins sleep on their backs or their bellies. I did a little research into the topic and learned something startling. While some smaller penguins sleep in burrows and larger ones sometimes on their bel... More..
Jobs & Careers > Online Jobs (Other) Making money online easily and with little investment: 2 of 12
Digg This: How to Make Ethically make Money Using www.Digg.comWhile I have to confess that I do still have a day job, I've eased my money worries a good bit by earning extra cash online. One of the best ways to do this is by using the online article promotion site ww.digg.com. Here's how you do it ethically, unlike the first ... More..
Arts & Humanities > History (Other) Greatest thinkers of our time: 1 of 6
Newton vs. Einstein Gravity ExplainedA basic understanding of gravity has been part of human thought for thousands of years. As early as the 8th century B.C.E Indian philosophers were exploring the idea that the falling of an object was caused by some interaction between the Earth and the object. By the time Newton wrote "Pri... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Domestic violence: 4 of 22
This needs a little explaining. In the rest of this novel you learn that Peter has multi-personality disorder and all the other characters you meet are a part of him. His mother is violent and Martin, one of Peter's characters eventually kills her. The question at the end is; "Is Peter a murderer?"1984Trisha stepped off the f... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Mourning: 3 of 16
Living Space Chapter 1 (incomplete)The room filled with the sound of shattering glass. Bridgette swung the hammer again and again, shattering the row of daffodil filled vases with systematic furor. Doug stood to the side holding little Kimmy. Both of them witnessed the destruction before them with somber intensity. Even the f... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feminine wisdom: 3 of 16
Old cronespeak to meI see your facewrinkles like watereyes like a stoneTell of the young girlwho danced and loved the boysTell me of the childrenand crying aloneTell me of sweeping the front porchand waiting by the phoneTell me that he left youand the dry place like a boneOld cronespeak to meI know that you are wellbut tell m... More..