'You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one.' James A. Froude English historian (1818 - 1894)Have you created a character before, only to find him or her devoid of vitality? A flat, two dimensional character that is not distinct in any way? A fictional character is easy to create, but a... More..
QuietusThrough half-opened eyes I viewedThe empty plains and endless hillsA prayer, engraved upon my headstoneOn the sublime mountains I climbedIn search of another view.Solitary footsteps I foundUpon the beachYet the sand beneath my feetI stirred, no longer.Boundless ocean-skyOf oil and canvasOf such similarityYet of such di... More..
PeradventureThere was a beginningThere was an endOf such alacrityThat commands such reticenceAnd defines our sightAs thusShrug free of such bindingsAmidst such indifferenceWe see againStaring back at your vestigeReflected in the blood of your toilThe curious, guileless eyesOf Pandora More..
The Deaf BlindDost the words tender thy ears?Dost the view grace thy sight?How frail-Is the man,Whom ill-bounded gifts, receive.Yet as thus, a blissTo hear, to see, not.The forest of whispersThe mirage-d lightThe innocent thistleLife's folly delightsThe edge of horizonThe cloud-banked peakThe vestige of spaceInfinite greedA b... More..
PrognosticateEnigmatic you,Unknowing me.Thus was the clueYou had in your eyesWhen glances last met.Shimmer of hope? NoShimmer of longing.Of knowing-Foresight.You told me notNot onlyTo worry me notBut of a convictionA beliefThat keeps mortality at bay.Ah, how irregularIs the shape of life.Words incomplete?Or words concealed?St... More..
An interactive form of story-telling, a choose-your-own-adventure story brims with multiple choices and plots lines that invite numerous rereading, thus being an enjoyable alternative to the usually linear plot of the novel. However, this in turn incurs a ton of other problems as the writer has to cover the various aspects of... More..
Dost not the brain only seek to rhymeWith rhythm and beat, with thine?Dost not my beingOnly strive to finishWhat had begun, as mine?Is not our price of salvationThat of snow falling to the earth?For in Life's many endless trapsDo we flounder, yet despairFor the eventual end of time? More..
Twilight's ElysiumMy head doth a halo of dreams adornLimbo of dusk, to dawnO crimson sceptre,How much doth thy sight delight!Pacific vicissitudeBoundless beyond sightFor t'was, the night of nightsThe endless end. More..
IcebergA touch of autumn, a taste of winterImaged recollectionsStill iceKaleidoscopic spectrumCalmed oceansSplendour suspendedOf an illustrated timeTo be watched, admiredAnd eventually,forgotten.The singular leafThat clings onWill in time, fly with the wind More..
A MemoryAn azure vista, reflection of skyOf sublime peaks, and movingA creature of grace, snow itself livingGlancing with her delicate figureThe wintry air, it parts ever so slightlyThe dazzling sheen, the artic chillMuted, constrained, filtered,But the lady steps through, permeates thusHolds thy hand, and wandersAn assembly ... More..
Victor Schmier
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