Monday, July 28, 2014

A New Week

So it's a new week. Sounds good enough to be real right? Yeah let's say that's the reason it sounds good.

Started writing a new story last night. Got about 3000 words or so down before I figured 1 am really was a good time to go to bed. Personally, I think I could have gone on for a few more hours, but well a penguin needs his shuteye!

So a brand new week is upon us. Don't let it take advantage of you... you take advantage of it.

Thursday, July 24, 2014


Death would be too easy
I've always said to myself
a peace of mind is all I asked
if but for a moment

Instead the words come
and they go
rambling around in my head
sometimes I can cut them out

There are days
that are easier than others
months where time stands still
and the mind is quiet

Other times they rage on
wars of words
all within my head
the torture lives on

Breaking The Mold

There are times in life when you have to step out of your comfort zone and see what's out there. For so long you have created this mold around you. You feel your life is set in stone after a while. Well it's not. Your life can shape and change in anyway you want it to go. The limit is that of your own imagination.

I know, easier said than done right?

Well if you don't try, you won't know how to exactly break that mold of yours. Getting caught up in the day to day aspect of life just doesn't cut it all the time. There has to be more to life than just the routine.

Break out of that shell and see what else is out there. Reach for the highest star and then keep going forward and upward, onward until you find another ceiling and then you can bust through that one too.

They say the sky is the limit... well that's saying there is a limit. The sky only goes for so long... so venture out into space and see what's out there.

Break your mold.


I slept last night
all the way through
why am I so tired
do I live in a zoo?

The people around me
they don't understand
how I could be sleepy
when I'm on dry land

The wind it does howl
and the rain does fall
who am I to stay awake
who is there to call?

So I'll cat nap by day
and dog sleep by night
I better be awake tomorrow
and feel real real light

Wednesday, July 23, 2014


Darkness overshadowed the land
day no longer consumed me
night had set in

There are things worse than this
I keep saying to myself
things that words cannot speak

Creatures come out
during the night
for that's when they feed

They feed on dreams
fears and the dead
feeding always eternally

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Satan's Den

He looked at her, their eyes met... Jim didn't want things to end at least not this way. Reaching out to her, he called after the woman he loved.

"Joan! I'll be back!"

It was too late, she was gone. Down deep into the Earth. Her expedition had started. Deep into the Earth's core she would roam until her mission was complete.

Jim fell backwards. He could not follow her down into Satan's den. Weeping, he wished he could follow Joan and the rest as they made their journey.

He had a chance months ago, but didn't take the steps necessary.

Alas it was too late.

It Was A Dark And Stormy Night...

Oh Snoopy, you always managed to start off your stories with "It was a dark and stormy night" didn't you? But I never saw you get anywhere with that! You should have added some zing to your writing... or was Woodstock always just bugging you?

Your adventures with the Red Baron were wonderfully scripted.

And your master Charlie Brown always took good care of you.

You were a loving dog Snoopy.

Damn I miss those comics.