Scratch

I hear someone
scratching letters,
but I can't hear
the story they tell.
I myself
write down stories
and listen to
the tale they sound.
A new language
spoke by pencils
and mysterious
still to hear.
What new story
might be written
you can hear
but cannot tell.

Silvester

I love that name.

Happy New Year's Eve!! I hope you have the party of your life this evening!

Christmas

Merry Christmas! It is now boxing day and I am wishing you the best.
I had a wonderful Christmas that, though not quite what I expected. It was a great experience and everyone is happy and we all learned something, I think (I hope).
Now we get to look forward to the new year! This is my second blogging Christmas and here I am, looking back at the year and saying that I didn't blog enough but I sure did write in my journal!

Christmas Eve

It is the day before Christmas and all through the house,
Presents are hiding in corners and couches.
Tomorrow the children will all be gathered
and tissue paper, boxes, bags and wrappers
will cover the floor, the tables and chairs
as presents are given, opened, and shared.

Aren't you looking forward to it? No matter how much work it takes to get to that point, it is worth it to see smiles on your family's faces!
I just love Christmas!


Merry Christmas

Christmas Adam

Happy Christmas Adam everyone!!

You don't know what Christmas Adam is, you say?

Well,
Adam came before Eve.

Cheetah Fast

This is just hilarious, as well as kind of clever. I hope you like it!

Art and Shakespeare

Does this make you think of Shakespeare?















I didn't think so, what about indecision?

Conglomeration

Here's another few funny things I wanted to remember from a top ten list about Phobias on Merriam-Webster.com

Eremophobia: The morbid dread of being alone.

Kakorrhaphiophobia: An abnormal fear of failure.

Phobophobia: An excessive fear of acquiring a phobia.

Don't be afraid of getting these...I'm sure they're not too much of an acquired trait.

Words

“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words all being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.”

– Vladimir Nabokov, Lectures on Literature, 1980

“The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one's real and one's declared aims, one turns as it were instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink.”

– George Orwell, "Politics and the English Language," 1946

“For there is no doubt that I have lots of words inside me; but at moments, like rush-hour traffic at the mouth of a tunnel, they jam.”

– John Updike, Self-Consciousness, 1989

“The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter – it's the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning.”

– Mark Twain, 1888

“'Well,' said Owl, 'the customary procedure in such cases is as follows.'

'What does Crustimoney Proseedcake mean?'
said Pooh. 'For I am a Bear of Very Little Brain, and long words Bother me.'

'It means the Thing to Do.'

'As long as it means that, I don’t mind,' said Pooh humbly.'”

– A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh, 1926

I found these wonderful quotes on Merriam-Webster.com. They are part of the Top 10 Favorite Quotations About Words list. I really enjoyed these quotes.

Ocean Picture

Do you remember in elementary school when you went to art class and had a lot of fun making innocent yet obviously brilliant art? Yup, I just relived my childhood by coloring an ocean scene in crayon and then painting watercolor blue over the top to make it look like the ocean. Brilliant technique! Perhaps I'll put up my results and perhaps I shall use the technique in a different way and report visually. Either way, you should try it. It'll be a work of art!

Should have Yesterday

I should have posted yesterday because it was 11-11-11 but guess what-I totally have neglected my blog on account of doing homerwork so here is my nov. eleventh post.

Wish
star light
star bright
I wish I may I wish I might
have the wishes I wish tonight
I wish to have the world in my hands
I want it all; I wish for sweet dreams
happily ever afters
and lots to laugh at
I wish for


what do you wish for?

Lights, Camera, SHOOT

OK so my big question is going to be posted in a rhyme type of thing. K, ready?

Anyone can take a picture and sometimes anyone can capture a good picture.
So does that mean that mean everyone is a photographer?
Does that mean I am just an anyone or am I an actual, good photographer?

hmmm. Things in life that you don't always want to ponder but you must find a decision to.

I promise that soon I'll post some of the artwork and pictures I've been working on. Perhaps you'll like it and perhaps I'll never get the time to put it up but a promise is a promise (and I never made a promise).

Origami

My new hobby
my old hobby
ori-gammy

The folding of paper to make a piece of paper not a piece of paper.
Deep, I know, but that's about as deep as you get unless you have a REALLY big piece of paper.

Origami

wake up happy

I have a writing of a doing to see.
I know that willing is to seaing is to be.
I want to being is to wantings are to need.
And craving is a killing is to create what a keepings can be see.
Right now all is waiting for is doing and to say
but always is a-wailing is waking walking day.
Sun shining sky sinking mountain cracking is whats out
and crawling a creely is really in the reeling but to be.
see what doing is to see and seaing what who's to do with me.

Winter (in anticipation of)

The first snow falls like floating feathers,
Sparkling white fluff covers the ground.
Winter hasn't many weathers,
Snow, snow, snow is all that's around.
Covering the grass and old autumn leaves
Like the top of an apple pie crust.
Winter blows snow into the eaves,
Then the blizzard rushes it out like dust.
The birds go away because it's too cold,
But we go out before we're told.

Do You Like Art?

If you like art, doing it I mean, then you should become an artist! No worries, being an artist is the funnest thing you'll do in your life! It's way hard to become one, but this job-that-isn't-a-real-job will be a lifelong blessing. First you'll need a mile-long list of expensive supplies. Then you need a little bit of talent and a lot of hard work and you're on your way to becoming an artist. You won't eat, because although being an artist is fun, materials are expensive and your paycheck won't cover the costs. It is so totally worth it, though. And though many people will enjoy looking at your art, just as many people will be putting it down. You will gain fans and enemies. Being an artist is really great. I suggest you try it some time because the cons totally outweigh the pros.

Another assignment

Okay, if you weren't aware, I had to start a Shakespeare blog for my Shakespeare class so you should check it out: Not Really Erroneous
And if you were aware of this, then you should check out the other tumblr blog I had to create for my 2D Design class, which is quite different and therefore frustrating but you should look at it anyway. It's called Concepts and Apostrophes. This blog-type-thing will be featuring more artwork than writing so maybe you'll want to look at it. It should be exciting!

Blog Post

Finally, you say?

well then!

No, actually I'm really caught up in homer-work and can't really take time to say stuff-about and just-sit and form-an-opinion.
It is hard being a college student, let me tell ya.
But today I have a treat for you!
a story
about a super hero
yeah, it's gonna be good.

Lucy was driving down the street and her favorite song just ended. She switched the radio channel. The news. Always the news.
This time she liked what she heard...

New

This is my new and other blog (don't worry, it isn't replacing this one...it's a homework assignment) I'm excited! :) You should read it sometime, even though it is now brand new and nothing is on it...k, here's a link: Not Really Erroneous
This is my thoughts and stuff on Shakespeare and some of his writings. It'll basically explain itself so have at it!

KKKKKKKKkkkkkkk

That was my engine dying.

yeah, doing homework at nine-thirty at night is not the most pleasant thing.
Oh, I just wanted to let you know that someday you'll see my name (my real name) on a book someday.  A novel that me, myself, and I write and publish.  And yes it will be epic!  -youwillreadit-
I can just imagine how it would feel to sell a book and get a letter from a kid reading it on the other side of the country saying that they loved my book and they love it (wait...they said that already)  I mean, wouldn't that be the best feeling ever!!  Like waking up on Christmas morning and opening your presents and knowing that the world is alright and life is all right and you can sit there enjoying nothing and everything...aaaaawweesssoooommme...