30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 26: “Naked and Lost”
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It’s funny to think of how much importance we assign to pants (or trousers, as the English call them). I don’t know if it’s due to societal conditioning, or if it’s some deeply rooted instinctual preference, but it’s hard to take a guy seriously when he’s not wearing pants.
TMI Tuesday #1: On Keeping Warm
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 25: “Social Media”
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I don’t have much to say right now about social media, but today’s writing prompt has gotten me into an oversharing kind of mood. So today on Prosaic Shades of Gray, I present to you the first ever installment of a little something I’d like to call “TMI Tuesday”.
You Shall Not Sit
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 23: “There are things”
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There are many things that need to be said. Unfortunately, this February has been an especially busy month for me, and I haven’t found much time to sit down and write it all out. I’ve also neglected to visit my fellow challenge participants’ blogs for over a week now, which makes me kind of a jerk.
When KZ and Diana Got Married
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Day 14: “It has to be aliens”
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On September 21, 2013, I married Diana, the love of my life. We had been dating for nearly ten years before we finally got hitched. In all the time that we had been together, Diana constantly begged me to write a “mushy and romantic” blog entry in which I discussed the many ways that I loved her. For one reason or another, I kept refusing, and I never gave in. I came close to honoring her request once, but then I turned it into one big joke.
Motivation Fail
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Day 13: “Incommunicado”
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In the offices where I work, there is a motivational poster hung on a wall which has bothered me since the first day I saw it. I wish I had a better picture to offer to you, but the poster is located in an area where I really shouldn’t be taking pictures. The best I can do is post this low resolution image that I found online.
With Apologies to Tony Horton
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014) Day 12: “One bite” Kevin’s Inner Monologue: I’ve really let myself go these past few months. I was doing so well last summer with P90X until the wedding happened, and then the honeymoon, and then the holidays, and now this stupid month-long writing challenge in February. Now I’m…
The Silence of Futile Screams
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 10: “Zombies”
Day 11: “Succubus”
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For years, I’ve been revisited by a recurring dream that always leaves me unsettled and frustrated when I wake up. I guess you could call it a nightmare. I never remember much about these dreams except for a few recurring details, some blurry impressions, and the emotions I’ve felt in broad strokes.
Do You, Mr. Jones?
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 9: “Dylan”
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It feels like Bob Dylan is singing directly to me whenever I listen to “Ballad of a Thin Man”. Granted, I’m not as thin as I used to be, and my last name isn’t Jones, but I have often felt like an outsider looking in on the world, documenting what I see but never fully understanding the things I observe around me. I guess that’s why I find it so hard to write fiction, even though I’ve always dreamed of completing a novel.
All is Vanity (Conversation with God Continued)
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 8: “Damn”
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GOD: What reason do you have to despair?
KEVIN: Judging by the current state of the world, I think the answer to that question should be self-evident.
Busta Rhymes Owes Me Fifteen Dollars
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)
Day 7: “Hint, hint”
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Back in 1996, I was a young kid in high school navigating the turbulent waves of adolescence when the now-legendary hip hop artist, Busta Rhymes, released his debut solo album, The Coming. This album was hot. There was a special quality to Busta’s music that made it strangely unifying among young fans of all different genres of music. I knew people my own age who swore they hated rap, but they couldn’t get enough of Busta’s first single, “Woo Hah!! Got You All in Check”.