It has come as it always would, and I think I should apologize for letting it happen this way. It wasn’t my intention. When I began this Essay-a-week, I didn’t think of the ending. If not evident in my writing, I didn’t think about very much. I just wrote one word followed by another followed … Continue reading
In this post, there will be no feats of superhuman vocabulary or super speedy typing. This sentence took me about thirty three seconds to type, longer than that to think of, and more often than not, my vocabulary mirrors that of a well-read eight year old. The words “super speedy” are evidence enough, as is … Continue reading
The following was written in anticipation of my thesis. The final copy was heavily edited. * When the scarlet red ribbon was cut revealing the naked gray building shaped no different than any of the other cement tombstones from the past, a murmur of hesitant disbelief crept through the large crowd. Ten years ago, the … Continue reading
“What words are good enough to convince someone not to kill themselves?” Shit. That’s how I started – with shit. My jaw was raw when the words slipped out. One by one, they stumbled, tripping over the syllables of another. I stuttered. I coughed. I waited in silence for the echo to fade. Silence waited … Continue reading
Sometimes I feel that all the good words have been stolen and I’m left to pick up the scraps. Perhaps why that explains why I write so inconsistently and choppy, but I’m not sure. Maybe it’s just my fault. Probably is. Below is a combination of those words that I wished were mine because though … Continue reading
Dear Daniel, I know I usually refer to you by your last name and first name together but please understand that things change and greetings are just one of those things. Today you bore witness to all its mutability: I shook your hand when I greeted you and asked how everything was. I used to … Continue reading
You spent hours awake and then you found the answer. You found the Word you were looking for. It hadn’t been defined yet, and so you didn’t know what you were looking for back then and there. You tell yourself that you can’t be blamed for being lost when it never existed in the first … Continue reading
The title of my blog is fitting because more often than not, my pieces are riddled with misspellings, syntactical flubs, and heinous grammatical violations. As a writer, I should be more careful. I should write, then rewrite, then rewrite again in that order. But I often don’t. There is too much to do, too much … Continue reading
“The moon looks red tonight.” “What?” “It looks red.” “Where is it?” “Over there.” “There?” “No not there.” “Then where?” “There.” “Oh I see it now.” “And?” “Well…” “Yes?” “It’s most certainly the moon.” “Yes, of course it is. That’s what I’ve already said. But what about it?” “What do you mean?” “Well what does … Continue reading
Dear Kacper, I think I should start with a hello, though it may be wasted on you. Business, and the slack jaw rapidness of an auctioneer, is your mode of conversation, so I’ll instead hope that wherever you are, it’s sunny and you’re happy. I can’t tell if you are, to be frank. I know … Continue reading