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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: Feeling lost: 204 of 720
How far?How many nights?I was once, on a beach all alone, the full moon over head.I thought I was alone, I'd wandered so far away from home.I thought I was going into the sea, never to be seen again.It was the end of time.Through the blue night I saw that there was only one personone company, that had been by my side, one com... More..
Entertainment > Movie Reviews Movie reviews: The Simpsons Movie: 12 of 42
I give the Simpsons movie about a 6 on scale of 1 to 10.While I always enjoy a great trip past all the hysterical Simpsons characters and would never pass up a chance to see Bart's junk (yes he exposes himself onscreen,) the plot just wasn't that interesting. To me it was a typical but not expecially memorable Simpsons episod... More..
Sciences > Disease & Illness Cancer: An overview: 2 of 7
This is a very very simple overview of how cancer works.Among the many different functions in a cell is a set of instructions on how and when to reproduce. Some cells, skin and hair for example are almost always reproducing. Others, such as brain cells almost never reproduce. The rules for how and when cells reproduce is real... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Fantasy: 113 of 387
Seasons of Madness Chapter 1(Book One)1.Caravan route along the Bollu river, Western Liset 171st day of the rainy season, year 242 of the great calendar of Ohlee.Jhenna laid back on her pillows and sighed. She had been traveling for four weeks and had never been so bored. She adjusted her silk gown and looked out through the ... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Supernatural: 23 of 78
The WitnessChapter 1Call me Witness. If you must call me anything. I don't care. But that's what I do really.Witness. My old name has gone, like my motivations and dreams and loves. All I have left isthis hollow knowledge of the old house and everyone in it. I witness them. In a way theywitness me.When the old house is gone, ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Ghosts: 42 of 142
The Four Dead Ghosts There was once, in the land of Del Ohm where the heads of the whistle flowers go popping off their stems on mid-summer nights and fly humming into the sky never to be seen again, a man named Godf who lamented for his four dead ghosts. "What," you may be saying, "is a dead ghost? Aren't all ghosts de... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain from love: 275 of 917
December PoemDecember came, like the first snow;stealing upon my doorstepthe shadow of rain.Upon my porch I found that visitors had come;dancing in the snowfootprints like the impression of nightmares after waking.The fox had come and so the wolf;A merry raven upon the power line.Bobcat and coyote and you.The dance had led th... More..
Arts & Humanities > Fantasy & Science Fiction The life and works of J. R. R. Tolkien: 3 of 10
Moria Not Just for TolkienSometimes words appear in books or television can have origins well beyond their new home. This can be very subtle, "Hogworts" of Harry Potter fame appeared years early as a mispronunciation of Hoggle's name in Jim Henson's movie "Labyrinth." One of my favorite of these mysterious coincidences is the... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Science fiction: 4 of 13
Verder recognized the song. It was old and he couldn't remember the words but with three hundred years of digital technology behind humanity, more for some races, there were a lot more old songs than there were new ones. He bobbed his head and tried to swing to the beat a little as he sidled up to the bar. The place wasn't sm... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Dark stories: 204 of 662
The eyes of the white skinned girl glowed green from under the black branches of the leafless hedge. She was staring at the castle intently. If the rain or the wind affected her at all, she gave no sign."The madness comes from within." A hansom young man muttered. He was standing in a bedroom high on the side of the castle. R... More..