This is a continuation of last week’s episode: Unearthed For the first episode: Trapped Children The dead’s jaw dropped, revealing yellow teeth and a black tongue, which slithered along its lips. Green drool seeped out from the corner of its mouth. How disturbing. Frued wielded the shovel like a sword and hissed at the [...]
I shouldn’t enjoy severed limbs, blood, guts smeared on the floor, and death so much. It isn’t healthy. But I can’t help it. All the shades of red and brown are pretty, plus Dead Space is addicting. Dead Space is an action horror game, taking place on a mining barge called the Ishimura (may have [...]
This is a new segment I’m titling Writing Class Adventures. I may post once a week; most likely Mondays or Wednesdays. The point of is to chronicle my writing class, and the things I learn from it. Writing Class Adventures 1 So I’ve met with my creative writing class six times now, and the experience [...]
This is a continuation of Buried, the second of a series. The first in the series is Trapped Children. The next episode is: The Children Screamed It was either the sharp pain in his shoulder or the burning in his ankle that woke Jones up. He was sitting against the tree, with his hands [...]
Flash fiction is a challenge to write. Telling a story in less then 250 words, while keeping all the details, emotions and character development intact is fucking stressful. And they’re so fragile. It’s like working on a micro chip; one wrong word or sentence can end up ruining the entire thing. This weekend I have [...]
It just sucks. Tear it apart. Sprinkle the shreds into the river, and don’t watch them drift down south, because it’s not worth it. You’re not trying hard enough — I seriously doubt you’re giving it your all. Pretend your carrying the weight of your life on your shoulders, at the very least. I said [...]
I apologize for not posting an update yesterday, but many factors combined to form a blizzard in my day. Winter finally showed his face, after nature teased us Calgarians with record-breaking warm temperatures. Last week the sun shined, birds chirped, and one could stroll outside with a light jacket, and ponder life and writing. After [...]
Another two scenes revised. I should feel ecstatic and pat myself on the back. But the unfortunate truth is it took me two weeks to revise those scenes, and it’s not like I’m revising thousands of words. Time has become so precious since school began last week. I thought I’d be able to squeeze some [...]
This is a continuation of Trapped Children. The next in the series is Unearthed. When Frued turned his back, Jones pulled a knife strapped to his ankle and cut the rope. He smacked the Earth with his shoulder, and the crack sounded like a brittle twig snapping. He bit his tongue instead of screaming in [...]
Every now and then, I fall into these obsessions. Last year I had a fascination with firearms — where they were made, their killing power, models, history. It got to the point I spent thousands of dollars on replicas, just so I could feel them, which I hoped would allow me to understand them better. [...]