Prose, Poetry, and Pictures
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Here's the first Oedipus Falling poster!
Oedipus Falling is a play that I wrote for the NAS project. The play is being produced by The New American Scholar Project. Check back for updates on performances. Thanks for taking a look!
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Check out my weekly article when you get a chance.
Hello you. NationofChange (http://nationofchange.org) has asked me to write a weekly article, providing techniques for approaching literature. You can check out my first article here: http://www.nationofchange.org/high-school-english-real-life-reading-1345907943 Thanks for having a look/see. Cheers, Caleb
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Here is some more meatspace muck.
Here is another excerpt from one of my meatspace (real life) journals. Enjoy! — ENTRIES I: “Physical exercise is a foreign event with me. I played basketball with my wife at the courts outside and across the street. We took the baby with us but she was too short to play and anyway, she much preferred to…
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Goodbye previous tag line…
A fear of darkness is a fear of change. But in a dark room your eyes will adjust, with time.
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This is the first draft of a short story I'm working on.
Hello you. I wanted to post up this first draft so my fellow writers could get an idea of my process and compare it to their own, and to give everyone else something to read. WARNING: This short story draft may be disturbing because it deals with murder. Not suitable for young readers. NOTE: This story is…
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These are pictures from my walk.
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Day 10 – The First Night of Peace.
August 21 God bless us all that sit here in this shelter tonight. The weather has cleared up and Agetha and Darleen have been keeping us fed and functioning. Ten days ago, I didn’t think I would live to see my thirtieth birthday, but now that it is here, and it is the first day…
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Here's a prompt about the Civil War.
Prompt: write a scene where a soldier prepares for battle. — The writing is ugly, but it has to be mine. The jagged letters make out my name on the small white patch I sew onto the back of my tunic. JAMES C. MERVIN I pray that Mama and Sis find me, if I am…
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This is my second one-word prompt. Hope you like it.
Word: chase – The crashing of tin and stiff paper sounds closer each time I hear him behind me. The noise chases the blood from my back and I don’t feel anything now. I don’t feel anything except fear and fear. How long is he going to chase me? It’s been an hour, it’s been…
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Here are some pictures from today's walk.