A brief description of why I chose this particular craft, and why I decided to major in it.
Anyone Can Be a Writer
Catharsis
Why do we do it? Why do we put ourselves through things like catharsis just so we can feel? We deliberately listen to songs that hurt us. Songs that remind us of pain from our past, songs that we listened to when we were with someone we no longer talk to. It isn't just music... Continue Reading →
15-20 Seconds of Creative Non-Fiction
15-20 seconds of April 24, 2015
Baby blue eyes, sitting on my lap, how do you stay, when I move my legs? I'll set you on the floor, because my limbs fall asleep, but you still come back. Is it love? Do you just, want my chair? Mama cat, Oh, Mama cat, I don't understand. I'll always appreciate, your little claws. Especially... Continue Reading →
Click-clack-click. Click-clack-click. Recently I've acquired a QwerkywriterS and it has given me such nostalgia. For those of you who don't know, it's a typewriter-inspired mechanical Bluetooth keyboard. Sounds complicated, right? Well, it isn't. Also, I realize the irony of me not using typewriters in my youth (considering I'm only 21-years-old and typewriters were around in... Continue Reading →
A poem about my love for iguanas.
Another blog post where I expose my vulnerability in order to put my resolutions out there.
Keeping Up With a Skillings 