I write absurdity and ghost stories. I'm a bit of a singer-songwriter, but lately I've been succumbing to writer's block (or maybe a more appropriate term would be writer's distractions). But I have many a plan to start my creative juices a-flowin' once more! In fact, they're feeling slightly stimulated right now! No innuendo intended. As cliche as it sounds, I very often set my sights on being as original as I can be, and using my creativity and channeling it to making myself an individual.
"This lake is so dead," I said drearily. The snow gave it a black and white feel. The only thing there to make things interesting was her. Color in a sea of black and white. A red beacon of happiness and life. I slowly began to realize that just her lone prescence was enough to fill the entire lake with the life and vigor that it normally had. What a magnificent realization!
posted by muskyox @ 2:54 PM
I am me. Me am I. I feel, and she does too. Who is she? Thats not the question, the question is "Who am I?" I am Ethan. That is me.
1 Comments:
Shhh...it was! I just threw in her to send people in the wrong direction!
I kids! Or do I?
Confusing.
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