Fash

Lichen over rust;
A signifier of something so fresh mixed with something so wise. 
An innocence suspended in a soul with many lives behind them.

A BB gun brought to a knife fight successfully,
Down a wet neon aisle. 
Pink, blue, gold, 
Pink…

Writing Exercise: Jan. 3

I didn’t want to write the letter, the one explaining why I couldn’t – why I didn’t want – to be friends with her. Reanne just kept talking about it; how it was the right thing to do; how I couldn’t just drop someone as a friend; I had to be open and honest and communicate. It’s too…

Day 4 of Rewriting Like Day 1 & Hunter S. Thompson

I hate running on a treadmill, even though I regularly run 20 & 30K+ outdoors. I hate seeing the clock or the distance when I do, so I throw a towel over it.

I personally follow the following steps:

• Find a topic to write about: I use Nuzzel and Topsy to find relevant topics and do my reading research.
• Write bullet points for my story
• Elaborate on the bullet points using Hemingwayapp to try and write text that is easy to read…

Nonsense

Or, what happens, when I sit down on a Thursday morning

Words. On a screen. I type them. One. by. One.

What inanities flow forth from my brain when in the morning I type? Gobbledigook of course. Nothing more; grammatical…