Captian's Log Poem: Child in the Snow 21 Aug 2017 Please read my poem, Child in the Snow. It's a bittersweet story.
By the Sword… The Eagle and the Lamb 20 Aug 201719 Aug 2017 Perspective is a terrible thing, throwing into doubt, not our eyes, but ourselves, not the things around us, but the entire world those things occupy. I think, should an eagle,…
Captian's Log… Wolf Head: Partners 19 Aug 2017 Waking up, Richard shivers on the cold uneven cave floor. Wildly, his eyes try to pierce the impenetrable darkness. Sitting up, he turns his head back and forth, searching for…
Captian's Log Intraworld: Underground 18 Aug 2017 Fumbling for the switch in the darkness, Amelia places her hands on the wall, blindly sliding them over the rough interior of the cellar. Edging, step by step, she moves…
Captian's Log Rest and Peace 17 Aug 2017 I just finished my summer term! It feels really good knowing I won’t have to get up and go to school for a few weeks. No more tests, no more…
Captian's Log Writing Advice 16 Aug 2017 This morning I received an email asking me for writing advice. That advice, I herein publicize. I pray a lot when I'm writing. I do this because more and more I…
Captian's Log Carnival: Rough Draft 15 Aug 201715 Nov 2017 Update: You can read the finished version here: The Carnival So, I have no idea what this is about. I didn't know what to write this evening, and this just happened.…
Captian's Log Monster Poem: Jack’s Trick 14 Aug 2017 Please read: Jack’s Trick I have now submitted my entry to the SMM 2017 Halloween Writing Contest. You can read it by following the link at the top of the page. Hope…
Captian's Log YouTube: My Writing in Audio 13 Aug 2017 Short Stories Fare Well: YouTube|Page Portrait: YouTube|Page Essays and Reflections The Beginning: YouTube|Page The Stone: YouTube|Page Whispers from the Shadows: YouTube|Page Posts Of Heroes and Monsters: YouTube|Post Appointment with Life:…
Captian's Log Sophomore 12 Aug 201730 Jul 2018 Everyone can enjoy good oxymorons. They are immediately funny, an obvious disconnect, and yet the beautiful thing about them is how true they can be, how descriptive of reality. This…
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