Click-clack-click, click-clack-click, are the sounds of the keyboards' keys beneath my fingertips as I type out this writing log. Ah yes, we're in the world of digitally typed up manuscripts, roughly written down notes, and the inconsistent savior we call auto-correct. The simplicity of typing gives us such ease that we almost forget how nostalgic... Continue Reading →
Writing is an art. As Lakoff and Johnson state in Metaphors We Live By, life, in general, is a concept. It's a concept that we cannot understand because it is not obvious (Lakoff). However, it's up to us on how we choose to live that concept. Sure, it's easy to dissect and evaluate your own life,... Continue Reading →
15-20 seconds of April 24, 2015
Yet, another poem. That's a little bit more personal than the last.
Keeping Up With a Skillings 