Here it is, in no particular order, although the list is numbered (keep in mind, this is all meant to be sarcastic): 1. Listen to lots of music while writing. The rhythm of your words should definitely come from an external source rather than from you. 2. Drink alcohol, at least two glasses […]
Burst – The Jig
((I call these bursts because I hate the term flash fiction. That makes it sound lucky in some way, what writers do. A burst is something that comes forth, from you, an expression of your thoughts that is anything but luck. I like spontaneous writing. It misses as often as it hits, but the […]
Burst – How We Decon
How We Decon “Oy hey, stop the drill,” he said (his name is Jules). “Hey, mean it, stop the drill!” In the field of environmental investigation and remediation, it is common to undertake analysis of dirt. This means you drill holes into the ground and pull up what you find, analyze, and occasionally […]
I don’t get poetry but…
Devastator Six strands of gut Lie in wait over a wall A body moves, love A street brushes the hedge Where we learned to steal A rumble of heavy metal The tearing of wood Dreams shatter too easily These days I’m far away Safe, but too much Salt water and newsprint A swim whenever you […]
Burst – Tow Trucks and Other Stuff
I posted the below this morning in a fit of procrastination, trying to avoid the mundane parts (which is all of them) of my job. I thought I would re-post it, as I had a read and quite like it, not sure what the rest of y’all think. Total stream of consciousness material, bit […]
Burst – The Crack in the Clouds
A brightness, in the shape of a triangle. Sides too perfect, light too bright. It shouldn’t be like that. Outside, it’s raining already, dark. But through that crack, the light comes through. Celine comes out and stares, “What are you looking at?” “Weather,” I tell her. What a word, it tries to say so much. […]