It’s like a trip home from college to visit your pI'm out of my little transgressive phase, and I kinda regret it. I apologize.
I'm actually taking classes on this shit-a small Creative Writing course at a local college-and I've learned alot.
Plus, I got some new stories, rewrites and originals.
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Heart Sketchby ~Aunguna
IceThe topography of Central Illinois is due in large part due to a series of glacial episodes that left the area covered in iceIce
I drove straight and fast away from the house, across the flat terrain and up a small hill, down the other side.
Moraines are formed when a glacier deposits material that it has carried in a ridge.
I couldn’t believe it. How could this happen to me? I never did anything wrong.
The rich soil found in the area is the result of a material called Loess that was brought here by the glaciers
She never did anything wrong. Why did she die? Who could have let this
by ~Aunguna
The Wall.It was a wall. A long, strong wall made of brick and covered in white plaster that went on for miles in any direction. It was tall and thick, and there was only one of him. He needed something to break through.The Wall.
And he found it.
More that it found him, in a feverous dream that he awoke from sweating and cold. Yes, it was there. The solution to his problems, what he needed to breach that barring wall and reach the other side.
He set out the very next night, trolling the streets for what he sought. He needed someone special, someone that was perfect for their intended roll. They should be honore
by ~Aunguna
CutI sat down on the edge of the white porcelain toilet and looked between the razor grasped between my fingers and the wrist of my left hand. The veins were lined in black ink, a road map to my tangled life, a guide to what to cut out. I had never been able to remember that stupid pneumonic device.Cut
It was about to end, all of it. The despair, the pain, the emptiness. All to be replaced by, what? I don’t know, something better then what it was. It had to be, even non-existence would be favorable, the wrath of an angry god softer then the reality that I currently resided.
I took a deep breath and held the razor against
by ~Aunguna
Random Favourites
Jack and Jill Expanded“I don’t want to go alone,” Jack said, hugging his flannel shirt to him. Soberly, he surveyed the cardboard boxes neatly taped up and ready to go near the front door. His expression was slightly troubled. Outside, in the dark, headlights shone through the house. For brief moments in time, one after another, the headlights flickered past the house like a strobe light. Jill looked up from painting her toenails between tendrils of dyed purple hair. “So don’t go,” she said simply. “We’re out of lemonade,” Jack insisted. “Its past midnight,” Jill stated, “Jack and Jill Expanded
by ~bloodandivory
by ~RainbowFrog
Render Her Down.Render Her Down.Render Her Down.
It hurt.
Not the most original thought, but who was watching anyway? Oh yeah. He was. How stupid of her to have forgotten.
Flash.
That bloody camera. Couldn't he at least use a digital one? That bloody old-fashioned model of his filled the room with smoke, making her gag at the acrid scent. At least it covered the smell of blood though.
Click.
Oh. He was reloading. The sound always made her think of a gun. Give her a gun and five seconds... preferably a gun with two clips. One for him and one for that bloody camera. Though being freed from the re
by ~ficklegoddess
by ~Fiora-da-insane
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Mayberry
- Interests: Everthing me.
- Favourite movie: Jean de Florette (delicously french)
- Favourite poet or writer: Chuck Palahniuk, David Eggars, David Sedaris but Faulkner is looking good.
- Favourite photographer: 'Ravis, but thats only becuase he's meh pal.
- Shell of choice: Wtf? Clam?
- Skin of choice: No one takes this one seriously, why should I?
- Favourite game: Twiddaly-winks
- Personal Quote: Watch how deep I can get. Are you watching? Watch me.
- Tools of the Trade: Razor and blood. Oh, and paper. Lots and lots of paper.
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Whore it up in the forums! Take the advertisement to the wall!
I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.
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Whore it up in the forums! Take the advertisement to the wall!
I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.
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happy late chanukah.
perajifhsji
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