creative writing


Soft broken devil
writhing in mine
shattered confines,
stage seeping red
ink, signing away
our gushing humanity.
Soft broken
devil denies the door
as a window,
shuttered by–
splintered by–
soldered by tweaking
builders of the concrete
wall, you cherish
them. You brought
them with sound
assumptions, seared
flesh adorned with gold
leaf, Greek letters,
gilded chain corroded.


Nature As I Taste It

I bottle nature,
its colors, chaos,
patterns, scents,
moments kept alive
by the strange machine inside me—
I release them,
a ribbon of words,
segmented stream
with sinkholes, flumes.
Light and thought
undulate with the current.
Ideas cascade
down the page
in a language not nature’s,
bring life to slate,
sapling to wasteland,
channeled chaos,
explosion of words
I sculpt to portray not a thing,
but a taste.

These are a couple of poems I’ve pulled from an old document on my computer. No use letting them gather dust! 

Writing a good story…

Writing while drinking wine from a Tardis mug.

I regret nothing.

Writing a good story involves setting yourself aside. At least, for me it does. Maybe that’s why so many writers drink. It’s tough playing Frankenstein and giving life to so many different personalities in your head. Combine that with the art of crafting a story with a definite ending and throw in some discouraging remarks from an asshole professor and you’ve got a masterpiece. The asshole professor at least made me realize that I couldn’t write a good story without at least trying to access some emotions.

One of the challenges I face is not writing the same story over and over. That’s a trap that some writers can fall into when they only read one type of story, or when they don’t read anything at all. In my case, it comes from lack of imagination. I’m not afraid to admit it. I’m not convinced I’m as creative as I seem. I think I just like making things happen to people. On paper, at least. I couldn’t do it in real life. Not the things I write about. That kind of thing results in legal disputes.

On Cartoonist Stephen Bissette

Today I had the pleasure of meeting cartoonist Stephen Bissette. If you like horror and/or comics, you may have heard of him. He’s done awesome work in the horror genre and for Swamp Thing. He came to my university as part of the Visiting Writers’ series and showed us some of his comics, and this man is truly a master of horror. He also does some writing, and is featured in Hellboy: Odd Jobs, from which he read to us a selection of his work. It was captivating. His writing is like Edgar Allen Poe for the 21st century. He was very engaging, encouraging us in our pursuits. I’m glad to have gotten to hear him speak.