When my head hits the pillow, before my eyes ever fall closed, my mind begins to race. Everything I have accomplished and all the questions I've yet to answer swim forward to remind me that they're still there. My mind finally quiets and I begin to doze.
I've recently started posting on the creative writing section of this site, but I wondered why exactly posting there doesn't give us scholarship points. Is creativity not important to progression?
I'm not so great at the "essay" part of finding scholarships. As many of you can probably tell from my blogging. But when it comes to creativity I can handle that.
On many homepages that people in modern western culture associate with when starting to browse the internet, people can create a custom layout where they can add anything they want, weather, news, games, links, and more. On my laptop, I chose google.com and added brain teasers, riddles, puzzle, etc that are supplied by the site brainden.com.
On the insistance of a member, here's a poem I published in the Creative Writing site of ProgressiveU. While I'm on the subject, more people should click the creative writing tab under thier name (to the right). Its a worthwhile site and you should all check it out.
Death Takes a Lover
This is a story I wrote for my English final last semester. This is my first attempt at writing Noir/Black literature and was surprisingly enjoyable!
Laurina
Five days. Six nights. Obsession.
The drunken frenzy. The shy smile. The short dress.
I’m not sure if I loved her, or the idea of her. A trophy wife for the empty case. A tender kiss for the empty life.
I thought it might be a good idea to compile a few ideas for helping you get an idea or just conquer that ever-cumbersome case of writers block. With the dawn of ProgressiveU's newborn sister site, the Creative Writing portion of the site, I figured this might be a useful blog.
Society is such a sad place. There is so much that is miserable and ugly, so much fighting and hatred in people, homes, and countries. However, instead of acknowledging this and trying to fix this, society sticks its head in the sand. I see people who wish so desperately to create a new reality, but refuse to acknowledge this ugliness or change it into something better.
