I'm thirty one years old. Yeah. OK. The year is 2012. Yeah, and.. I'm Taking the time right now just to update myself (and readers ha!) on what I'm doing as far as writing right now. It is September 19th 2012, that's about one of the few things I think that I know for sure. Ha. No.… Continue reading No, Not Really. (enjoy the fall)
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Short Post #2 (Short time travel story)
His name Gulliver, the kid of Carzann, and no shit, his name really was Gulliver, and from what I was told neither Her or Carzann had heard from Gulliver since the great Dollywood* debacle of 1989, and yeah, I’ll get to that in a second. But the madness, the dirtiness, the bugs and civil war… Continue reading Short Post #2 (Short time travel story)
Who Wants a Fight? Writing by fictionalized dead writers, Ernest Hemingway, #1 (video and words)
"All men fear death. It's a natural fear that consumes us all. We fear death because we feel that we haven't loved well enough or loved at all, which ultimately are one and the same. However, when you make love with a truly great woman, one that deserves the utmost respect in this world and… Continue reading Who Wants a Fight? Writing by fictionalized dead writers, Ernest Hemingway, #1 (video and words)
Dino-Riders, Hey I just wanted to ride a T-rex
Reporting and writing from somewhere around Ossineke Michigan. I think I may have lost it, or found it, but I have no regrets. I'm having fun, loving life, just wandering around and doing what I never would have thought I would even attempt. I'm Going to try and freight further north-west for only the third time… Continue reading Dino-Riders, Hey I just wanted to ride a T-rex
‘The Mad Storks’, Writing by Dead Writers, David Foster Wallace, #2
[It had started with Orin Incandenza, the cleaning. When relations were strained, or she was seized with anxiety at the seriousness and possible permanence of the thing in the back Bay's co-op, the getting high and cleaning became an important exercise, like creative visualization, a preview of the discipline and order with which she could survive alone if it came to that. She would get high and visualize herself… Continue reading ‘The Mad Storks’, Writing by Dead Writers, David Foster Wallace, #2
Adventures In American Writing 