Here we go… five more minutes.. Stream of consciousness.. ok. Last time I typed this in class someone asked me if i was writing an essay, because there is no way i was taking notes. I should be offended, that I don’t look like a stenographer student, that I don’t look like i could type… Continue reading Writing Exercise: Lack Luster
I guess I am going to rant today. I typically don’t rant on here; it has never felt like the place. I usually save this space for writing that strives for eloquence and creative worth. Today it’s just ranting. Pure frustrated ranting. Like most Americans, I spend my hours on social media. Each social media… Continue reading RANT: Don’t Be a Buzzfeed Advocate
At this point I should clean out my draft folder. Here are all of the half-thoughts I’ve had over the past year. I’d like to say I have more, but those were so fleeting that they did not even make it to a forgotten web draft. Here you go. I’m sitting accross from an inspirational decoration… Continue reading Random Unfinished Drafts.
All I ever do anymore is write about writing. Instead, of actually writing… Soon it will be me writing about me writing about writing. Which, at this point we may already be there. I have been busy. Maybe the understatement of a century. Law School blows, and is horribly difficult. I love it, but for… Continue reading Writing about Writing
Maryanne, Today I decided that I needed to start working out again. I tend to decide this every week, and epically fail. Life is hard and busy, and I unfortunately can not convince my body to give me a break just this one semester. So, I have created what I am going to call 7 […]… Continue reading 7 Days of Deadly Sins — mowandmow
God what to fucking write. I want to write something but what. I want to write something creative bu I’m tapped. Creation is tough and it is something that I am slowly finding to be more difficult for me. I suppose it is all the negative thinking I’ve been doin, especially when it comes to… Continue reading 8 minute writing exercise
Why does Ted Cruz look like a melting slug made of play-doh?