A Composition is a thing composed of various elements. This post is a thing composed of definition and memory and an attempt to find balance. First - definition: See first sentence. Second - memory: Seventh grade english class: I am wearing my glasses because they are new. Before the week is out, I will lose … Continue reading A Composition on Composition
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My Personal Demon
“My nemesis is dead. Now what?” - Michael Cunningham The intriguing part of that six word story is the second sentence. But I couldn’t get past the first. What is my nemesis? My own, personal demon that trips me up at every turn. That haunts my days and nights, threatening always, never resting. What is … Continue reading My Personal Demon
Instant Gratification
I bought a box of those clementines at the store the other day. All orange-like products taste better when the weather is gray. They taste like luxury. Like civilization and progress and modern instant gratification. Like all the good things our global connectedness can provide. I know nothing about how they arrive at my grocery … Continue reading Instant Gratification
Writing in the Negative
If she'd said, "I love Desperate Housewives," or "I love Twilight" with the same amount of feeling it wouldn't have registered, despite the loud, nerve-grating voice. I would have walked on by, navigating the crowded street corner with my hands full of heavy grocery bags as I've done a hundred times before. I would have … Continue reading Writing in the Negative
Memory
I don't trust memory. I am nine or ten, and I am sleeping over at my friend Holly's house. (Holly is not her real name. It shouldn't matter, since she is dead now, but I feel the need to protect her.) I know Holly doesn't have a dad, which isn't too strange. This is the … Continue reading Memory
The things I don’t know
I never read Animal Farm. I know what it is about. I understand its social significance. I read the Cliff Notes. I am an excellent reader, and I got more out of that summary than other teenagers got out of the real book. Animal Farm, and The Lord of the Flies, and The Catcher in … Continue reading The things I don’t know
Power to Connect
"The things that make us feel the most alone have the greatest power to connect us." - Ze Frank This story will connect you to me: Many years ago, early on a September morning, I walked towards the side entrance of my high school. Crowded near the door, the 'cool' kids smoked their cool cigarettes … Continue reading Power to Connect
I Want To Know
I want to know why salt makes me feel smarter. I want to know if there are any unbiased (not financed by someone with an agenda) studies of brain activity during video gaming, and if anyone really understands the results of those studies. I want to know what happens in my brain when I go … Continue reading I Want To Know
Confessions of a Consumed Mind
I love it when this happens. I am working on some 'thing' and it takes over my whole mind. Nothing else matters, not food, not sleep. There is only the THING. And it is a good thing, a worthy thing. It is one of those things that when I finish it, people will say, "wow" … Continue reading Confessions of a Consumed Mind
My Unrequited Love of Collaboration
Ah, Collaboration - The dream team working together towards a common goal. Minds meld and a beautiful 'something' is created. A 'thing' that is better than anything the collaborators could have achieved on their own. The reality is that the word 'together' is a lie. As is the word 'common.' And the 'goal' is never … Continue reading My Unrequited Love of Collaboration