30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 3: “Temporary insanity”
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My childhood has long since passed, but I’m still carrying around a burden of anger and frustration that I’ve never taken the time to fully articulate. Yet despite all of those years of repression, my silence can no longer be contained. You see, I recently rediscovered the source of these negative feelings when I decided to re-watch the 1985 cinematic classic, Follow that Bird.
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 2: “It was no accident”
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What does it mean to be “eaten by a bear”? That seems like a relatively straightforward question at first glance, but there is a lot of nuance underlying the deceptive simplicity.
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 1: “Gouda”
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This is Day 1 of the new “30 Minus 2 Days of Writing” challenge for FY14. The first writing prompt is Gouda. Frankly, this prompt annoyed me, because what the hell can you do with “Gouda”? Well, I figured something out in the end.
So, what’s the deal with that paper mouth, anyway? People have been asking me this question a lot lately. For those of you not in the know, Mouthy is a hexagonal paper hand puppet traditionally fashioned out of the protective chopstick sleeves found at numerous Asian restaurants. Mouthy is smart, quick witted, smooth as hell,…
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing
Day 25: “Fact or Fiction”
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KZ sets the record straight on three of today’s most pressing, relevant issues.
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing
Day 24: “Confucius”
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So the prompt for today is “Confucius”, huh? Eh, no thanks. This one feels like a trap.
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing
Day 23: “Absurd”
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Saturday afternoon, I found myself alone for the first time in what will soon be my new home. Up until that point, I had spent the better part of the day working with my father and a hired construction crew on a massive house remodeling project. By four o’clock, my father and the crew had left for the day, but I decided to stay a little longer because there were still hundreds of staples left to remove from the kitchen floorboard where linoleum once rested on top of particle wood.
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Day 21: “Last Train”
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A man sits on a bench alone in an empty underground train platform. He sits in silence with none of the customary sounds around him of footsteps, conversations, and the chatter of station announcements crackling over the public announcement speakers. Occasionally, in regular intervals of minutes, a train rushes by the boarding dock in a rush of wind, rumbling echoes, and the metallic whine of dutiful machinery gliding across the rails.
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing
Day 20: “The Other Shoe”
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We’ve all heard the stories about Bilbo Baggins and his storied nephew, Frodo. But there is a lesser-known hobbit named Shudo who once dared to defy the oppressive will of the Dark Lord, Sauron.
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Day 18: “Home at last”
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Under the best of all circumstances, home is a place where you can hide away from all of the tiresome pettiness that mucks up the quality of your days. Yet no matter what you do, things rarely ever skew the way you’d like them to, and circumstances regularly fall somewhere outside the realm of ideal. Whenever I come home after a long day of work, for instance, all I want to do is take a seat, shed my stress, and enjoy my little haven away from the responsibilities and irritations of the outside world. Lately though, circumstances rarely afford me the opportunity to enjoy some peace and quiet at home without a constant stream of interruptions.