To Pay for Chuckle and Cliche

I bought the September 2008 issue of The Writer today.
I didn’t plan to. I just wanted to walk in with fourteen dollars in hand, buy an eight dollar book I needed for a class, and walk out. Simple and quick. Browsing was the last thing on my mind because browsing usually leads to unexpected purchases [...]

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I’ll Take the Internet to Go

My Internet was down last night. I’m not quite sure why. I want to blame it on the construction happening down the street, but what good would that do? Plus, to assume only makes an ass of—well, you know.
Without the wonderful world wide web, I felt antsy. I wanted to write, with music from the [...]

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Why I Write: Last Year’s Brainstorm

Having a subject, or no subject at all, and letting your pen speed through the page, trying to catch as many thoughts as it can with as few pauses as possible—do you free-write? I do. Last year in English class, the teacher sometimes allowed the first fifteen minutes to write freely in a journal or [...]

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What the Ill Mind Writes

My father and sister has been ill for the past week, and it seems my immune system is no match against them. The coughs, the sneezes, the headaches, and groans—I have finally fallen to the bug’s advances.
Now my head aches. A rock pounds the inside in slow, echoing rhythms. Swallowing causes an ocean wave to [...]

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Don’t Write and Drive

For the past week, my handbag has held the following: my license, my cards, my phone, five single dollars, lip balm, one pen, three books, one notebook, and a water bottle. I don’t find it terribly heavy on my shoulder. It feels comforting actually; I like the weight of words, both my own and others, [...]

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My Ocean of Inspiration

I miss it already: the salt tickling my nose and the wind brushing my hair. I miss looking down at the white foam trailing behind on a dark black ocean, and I miss watching the whispers of white clouds laze on a bright blue canvas. Gosh, do I miss it.
As you can tell, I enjoyed [...]

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Where Not to Read Books

I attended a concert recently, and I saw the usual: girls flirting, men drinking, boys holding their ladies, women flashing for cameras, and people dancing/swaying/jumping. But one scene stood out. One situation boggled and tickled my mind. Three persons read during the concert.
I was one of them.
It didn’t bother me in the beginning. After all, [...]

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