Literary agent extraordinaire Janet Reid placed a writing contest on her blog yesterday. Although I have followed the Shark's blog for some time now, I have never entered any of her contests. The criteria included using 5 preselected words in a short story that does not exceed 100 words in length. The resulting fruit of my labor is strange and not likely to win anyone's awards, but it was a great way to get the juices flowing before school starts up again:
“Jasper. Jasper! Wake your lazy ass up! I know you’ve hit the snooze button at least three times now. You promised to clean up the guest bathroom days ago. There’s mildew everywhere,” I said.
“No one told you to invite your mother to stay here with us. Clean it yourself,” said Jasper.
“You know she’s had a hard time ever since that gardening club scandal went down.”
“No one told her to buy aphids online and set them loose on old Miss Daisy’s roses! She’s almost ninety!”
“Well, you know Mom. She’s always had a flair for the dramatic.”
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Confession hour
There was a recent trending topic on twitter called #confessionhour that I found really interesting. I thought I would give it a try and see what things few people know about me.
1. I have a fascination with crimals, serial killers, and gang and prison culture, and would be a prison guard or police officer if I wasn't too scared.
2. I am torn between a small town and big city mentality. I am in love with everything bigger cities have to offer: culture, excitement, possibilities. However, I cannot forget the benefits of home: family, neighbors that know your name, community involvement.
3. One of my long-term goals is to have information about me show up as the first listing under my name as a Google search.
4. As a continuation of the job prospects of #1, I have also considered lawyer, doctor, teacher/professor, business owner, real estate agent, advice columnist, photographer, book editor, literary agent, and writer just to name a few. The interim (temporary) jobs I have considered have included card dealer, hotel maid (I'm a sucker for Maid in Manhattan), insurance agent. Today I am slightly more realistic. I want to graduate within a year and go to grad school for a very random degree: library and information science. Yes, this means I want to be a librarian. Sadly, even this major has a huge degree of uncertainty and is decidedly "uncool," but it is something I'm interested in and I'm gonna go for it (at least for now). There just aren't that many jobs out there.
Are there any facts about you that no one else knows?
1. I have a fascination with crimals, serial killers, and gang and prison culture, and would be a prison guard or police officer if I wasn't too scared.
2. I am torn between a small town and big city mentality. I am in love with everything bigger cities have to offer: culture, excitement, possibilities. However, I cannot forget the benefits of home: family, neighbors that know your name, community involvement.
3. One of my long-term goals is to have information about me show up as the first listing under my name as a Google search.
4. As a continuation of the job prospects of #1, I have also considered lawyer, doctor, teacher/professor, business owner, real estate agent, advice columnist, photographer, book editor, literary agent, and writer just to name a few. The interim (temporary) jobs I have considered have included card dealer, hotel maid (I'm a sucker for Maid in Manhattan), insurance agent. Today I am slightly more realistic. I want to graduate within a year and go to grad school for a very random degree: library and information science. Yes, this means I want to be a librarian. Sadly, even this major has a huge degree of uncertainty and is decidedly "uncool," but it is something I'm interested in and I'm gonna go for it (at least for now). There just aren't that many jobs out there.
Are there any facts about you that no one else knows?
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
L'accusation
Well, you’ve certainly gone and done it now
Haven’t you
Haven’t you
You say you don’t know what I’m talking about
You’ve never seen me like this before
I’m not the person you used to know
The one you fell for
The one you connected to
The one you cared about
Well that’s a luxury you’re afforded
On the other side
Of life
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