It's National Haiku Day, apparently, so I tried my hand at haiku. Here it is: When will Senpai see, I’m the perfect one for he? I ship it so hard! And here's another, in case it's not clear enough that I have no idea what I'm doing: My friends write haiku. I don't know how … Continue reading Haiku?
I wrote one of those poems that only sort-of rhymes for a change. Those are weird… I can't sleep tonight. I've been lying here forever. I've done everything right, I've turned off the light, it still didn't make any difference. I can't sleep this morning. Train crossing bells ring, that's the six-thirty warning! The white … Continue reading Poem: I Can’t Sleep
Another freewriting piece, for the sake of getting the idea out of my head. He is a planet. She is a moon. Their relationship is orbit—proximity. She circles him, or does he pull her close? Is she his moon? Is he her planet? Will she crash to his surface? Will he become someone else's moon?Until … Continue reading Freewriting: Moon
Two things I like ogling on a shopping trip are pens and notebooks. Partially because I want to pick up where I left off with writing (in the case of pretty notebooks), and partly because my art style is influenced by manga (in the case of fine-liner pens). I found this at Indigo lately, and … Continue reading Dream Journal & Writing Journal
Another non-rhyming piece. I really like using this fountain pen. The universe is a pond. The simple act of a wish creates a ripple. Small actions ripple outward. Who knows how far it will go? I have an outcome in mind. I dare not wish for it. Not directly. So I'll create a ripple. Guide … Continue reading Free-writing: Wish
Free-writing, done with a fountain pen I'd been itching to try out. I realized that this is a perfect example of my train of thought while trying to write something that "flows". The first part typically sounds great, then my inner-perfectionist kicks in and edit-mode engages. That's where creativity is interrupted. Fluidity. A gift and … Continue reading Fluidity
Stickers were a big thing when I was a kid—and even when my Mom was a kid! We used to keep them in albums full of waxy paper and trade amongst friends and classmates. They were a pretty cheap and harmless investment so our parents (for the most part) didn't mind letting us indulge ourselves. … Continue reading Whiteboard Sticker Album