Change the World

I wanted to change the world. I wanted their to be some sort of imprint, Some slight vacuum left, When I inevitably leave.   I searched for a void to fill, A void that would fill me, But voids do not fill, And they cannot be filled. By nature, my search was impossible.   So,…

21 – It’s Been a While

Hey everyone! I haven't been active recently due to the holidays, but HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! My computer broke after I last wrote, but now I've got a fancy new one and I am set to go! My goal has been altered a little because life has recently got in the way of my writing, so…

Day 20 – Why. Ugh.

So I took a few days off, which is seemingly counterintuitive to my feeble attempts at writing every day, but I had to take my finals and I was just too fried. It's actually a good thing I didn't write during finals, because then I never would've read the strangest Missed Connection I've ever seen.…

Day 19 – Short and Sweet

I'm in the middle of finals right now, so I'm going to write this like Hemingway's 6 word story (Baby shoes for sale: never worn.) It's about Metropolitan Isaiah, a Greek Orthodox bishop that I have met only a few times, but who has changed my view on faith. He is an amazing man, and…

Day 18 – Washing Hypnosis

This one is based off of my real opinion. I haven't written a good one about myself in a while, and I feel that my arrogance requires me to write one. What is your favorite chore, non-existent reader? 18. Cleaning: Hey, even writers and creative artists┬áhave to do housework sometimes. Write about doing laundry, dishes,…

Day 16 – Little One

Spoilers, I totally did not follow the prompt.  Your skin is supple and soft, Slightly pink. Warm Flush with the blood of youth.  Beautiful Beyond belief, The way your body curves subtely Your skin giving way  To the slight pressure of my  Weathered hands.  So small, So delicate and soft, Smelling of New, Of Innocent. …

Day 17 – Fillip

17. Dictionary Definition: Open up a dictionary to a random word. Define what that word means to you. Fillip  To flick.  She used to chase me around the house, And when she caught me, She'd tickle me until I cry.  The only way to get her off was to flick her.  We are older now,…

Day 15 – A Shitty Story for a Shitty Day

Today has been a lousy day. Honestly, I didn't really want to write a story today. I just wanted to curl up in bed and sleep forever, but here I am. I actually really like this story. It's... different. It's dark, but it's good. 15. Eavesdropper: Create a poem, short story, or journal entry about…

Day 14- Another Damn Poem

Found poems are not my thing. Honestly, I find them tedious! More often than not, my found poems end up being complete trash or some weird conglomeration of pseudo-deep words thrown about as if they were pieces of confetti! Ugh! I hate these stupid things. Here's hoping I can actually write a somewhat decent one…