Category Archives: Writing

Visions of the Collective Breath

I lament the loss of diminishing vision, but what is it I’m supposed to be seeing? I glimpse those enticing sights feathering along the breeze, dancing at heights just beyond my reach. They brush the tips of my naked paws … Continue reading

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You’re Welcome, Rachel

Back in October 2011, My awesome writer friend, Rachel The Curly Muse (pictured above, assaulting me with her freaky hair), challenged me to write a short story by providing me a randomized creative writing prompt with really messed up plot … Continue reading

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The B-Day Supreme

Friday the 10th was Joie’s birthday. She asked all of her friends not to buy any gifts for her this year. She did, however, encourage us to put forth some creative effort and to make something for her if we … Continue reading

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Once I’ve Finished

Have you ever had one of those dry spells as a blogger where you lose your creative will for half a month because you’re coming home exhausted from work every night, too tired and depressed to write anything worthwhile? Yeah, … Continue reading

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Lessons Learned from a Broken Blog

I broke my blog late last week while attempting to enhance the layout template. At the lowest point, my homepage was taking twelve agonizing seconds to load, and the comment box would send you to a blank error page when … Continue reading

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This Writing Thing is Harder than it Looks

One of the earliest lessons that I learned as an aspiring writer is that the key to writing well is never losing your nerve. Although writers are separated from their audiences by distances of time, proofreading, and revisions, there is … Continue reading

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This Is the Way it Begins

Much of this life is tinged with misdirection, mistaken notions, unconscious resentment dressed in justified indignance, as if the validity of civil rage were any better than the ferocious roars of primal urge. We monsters of monstrous insignificance, blips of … Continue reading

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