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I'm just your average college student. I'm majoring in Creative Writing, and I'm planning on getting a non-traditional teaching license. I'm currently writing a high-fantasy novel... 25,000 words and counting. ^_^
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Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Finding love: 5 of 61
To find love, one must have a definition of Love.Love is a force. A simple, yet complex force indefinable by human nature. God created it; he makes it, works it, alters it. But what is it? What is love? Take for instance the attraction between a woman and a man, that is merely lust, but the connection of emotion that makes th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Imagination: 9 of 104
Fictional CreationsThe air between my digitsmelt into watery keysdancing across the contrasts.The heavens composean imaginary landscapeof dramatic black and whitebetween my thirsty ears.Air and earth give birthto singing graphite stemsthat spit liquid fire streamsinto my static fingertips,sending love, peace and hopeonto the ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: In my dreams: 52 of 214
In Dreams and RealityThere in dreams and wishes,you stand, solid and divine,what my eyes will not allow.You haunt me somehow,unlike nightmares, silly thoughts.Infatuation of a human, no more.I shy from your mortal skin,no glances to your face.In myth, I touch, observe;I want and need you.Once or twice, a dream prevails,next d... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Why we write: 82 of 182
We write because we are human.In reality, a writer is merely a person, a simple person that walks down the sidewalk, drinks coffee, lives next door, and likes to people-watch from the living room. The writer watches as a marble rolls along the street curb until it slips beyond reach into the drainage pipes, and the writer won... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love: 177 of 386
Questions of LoveHow can you say you don't know if you love me?Is that possible? You must love or not love.You cannot sit in between and leave me waitingwith patience I do not own. Why don't you showthe world how you really feel? Why not smilefor me and say it like you used to; why make me hurt?Why do you deny that it ever ex... More..
Arts & Humanities > Historical Literature Book reviews: Tom Bedlam, by George Hagen: 1 of 1
TOM BEDLAMBy George Hagen448 pp. Random House. 2007. $26.Beginning in Victorian London as a lustful youth in the Todderman porcelain factory, and ending in post World War I father of four children, Tom Bedlam, moreover, Tom Chapel, loses most of the greatest things in his life, but he admits that "A man doesn't know how wealt... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicide: 292 of 486
SuicidalHappy, smiling peopleeverywhere I turn,save the onewearing a mask.She sits, surrounded bypeople, but stillalone and isolated.She is covered in ablackness.a darkness soimpenetrableshe cannot be helped.There is no lightwhere she is.She is imprisonedin her mind,trapped on a singlevision that tends to repeatitself until s... More..
Relationships & Family > Successful Dating Love: Finding the right partner: 20 of 31
The key to finding the right partner is compromise. For anyone who's had a pinch of experience in love (however, I can only speak for women), finding the 'one' has been a lifelong journey of heartache, disappointment, a little laughter, and a lot of regret. You start out young, seeing your happily married parents, and you sta... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Despair: 168 of 260
Falling Away.Restraint, a word I loathe to hear.Rope and wire bound about my neck,threatening to choke it out, my freedom.A chain and shackle upon my heart,bound to cold, lifeless steel, that's you.I cannot breathe nor think nor wish.This curse consumes all of happiness,all of life, all of my future, all of me.Darkness so bla... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love expressed: 489 of 719
Strawberry for my ValentineRed strawberries:little pulse of fruit.Essentially crisp,juicy and lustful -like your tonguewhen we first kissed -much like love,before Timeturns it blandandmoldy. More..