August 24th, 2011 | Published in Short Stories, Writing | No Comments
I’ve been reading Reddit’s nosleep section for kicks, and wanted to contribute. So I threw together a quick story based loosely on some childhood memories. The scariest stories are the ones partially based on truth, right?
April 13th, 2011 | Published in Contemplation, Essays, Writing | No Comments
I’d first like to begin by saying I’ve written about this topic [intlink id="leviathan--story-time"]several[/intlink] [intlink id="every-little-thing"]times[/intlink] already. But while those were basically artistic impressions, this is an outright essay on the mild disquiet I feel every day while embedded in this society, and what probably causes it. I’m warning you right now that it’s exceedingly long… about twelve pages going by word-count alone. You’ve been warned.
February 21st, 2011 | Published in News, Poetry, Writing | No Comments
In the world that we despise,
are there times of loss or wonder?
Toiling ever, full of lies,
sick of writhing, going under.
September 10th, 2010 | Published in News, Writing | No Comments
Many fathers only want the best for their daughters: the most competitive colleges, the fanciest cars, a man that’s truly worthy of her attention. Jim Seymore, a local butcher, bemoans his daughter’s choice of a successful brain surgeon instead of a vampire in her search for love.
July 21st, 2010 | Published in Poetry, Writing | No Comments
And she who danced upon the darkness,
breaks and thrashes on the floor.
Throwing fits of rage and fury,
torn and sundered to the core.
