Original Fiction + Pop Critique
In my previous post, I owned my mistakes and took note of my progress and growth. Today, I would like to set some realistic goals for myself. I am resigned to continuing to write in 10 minute bursts, but I am looking to experiment with how that plays out. I feel like I should narrow my focus a bit to work towards completing my projects as opposed to just writing for its own sake.
My wife found this guide from the Babylonian Bee, a satirical Christian site. The guide advises violence and being obnoxious to win people over to saying “Merry Christmas” instead of “Happy Holidays,” or something. Anyway it is slightly funny, but it is a bit sacrilegious and it is definitely unpersuasive.
The Hebrew midwives stood outside the large ornate doors. They scarcely turned to look at one another. They had been summoned for an audience with Pharaoh. He had ordered them to oversee the deaths of each Hebrew male born to the daughters of Israel.
In the original Aladdin, the eponymous hero is almost certainly Chinese. It think it say he is in China and he seems to be from there. There have been Muslims in China for quite a long time. I think Disney made his Arab because the story of Aladdin was linked to the Arabian Nights anthology at some point in history, decades ago I assume.
If you haven't heard, I have some great news for you. President Donald J. Trump has declared war against ISIS in Syria and is calling for a rapid withdrawal of US troops there.
What do Adora, Luke Skywalker and I have in common? It isn't our skin, hair, sex or mettle, though I have often arrogantly asserted I could be the heroic type if I had to be.
September 11, 2001 was one of the worst days of my life. I lived in Southern California and was 13 years old when the Twin Towers fell. I don't remember the day we learned Bin Laden was dead. My wife and I were listening to Wayne Resnick on KFI, so it was a Saturday or Sunday night. Our firstborn was around two years old and we struggled to tell her that we were elated that WE, the United States, had finally brought Justice to the man who planned the deaths of over 3000 Americans.
Due to time constraints and the typically high level of exhaustion I am working at, I can either stop writing or write when and what I can. Because I am so set on writing, I have decided to due just that and set aside time for myself to write what I can within a set... Continue Reading →
As the classic song say, "take time with a wounded hand," while I may not be half the man I used to be, I have been growing more thankful for the man I am as they day has worn on.
My phone screen in cracked!
I am typing this on a physical keyboard, which feels fantastic by the way, on my wife's cheapo refurbished laptop she bought on Amazon months ago when a cat knocked down her previous laptop.
Due to time constraints and the typically high level of exhaustion I am working at, I can either stop writing or write when and what I can. Because I am so set on writing, I have decided to due just that and set aside time for myself to write what I can within a set time. These 344 words were wrought in the space of 10 minutes.
I felt like stepping out of the norm a bit. These 10 minute writing challenges have mostly focused on little stories, writing a little poem was a welcome change.
